Page 74 of Broken Hearts
“Nah.” I slide it back in my front pocket. “She can tell it to my voice mail.”
“What was the final straw with you two?”
“What do you mean?”
“You said things slowly deteriorated, but obviously not for her. What made you walk away?”
I take my time, chewing the Doritos way longer than necessary. “She cheated on me.”
“What?” Sienna’s back comes off the wall, and her eyes widen.
“She kissed some dude at a party. She came clean immediately, and I was pissed, of course, but mostly, I guess, I was just upset that I didn’t care more than I did. She was adamant that we could fix things between us, so I decided after six years, another few months trying to work on things wasn’t much to ask. Needless to say, things didn’t improve. So, I ended things.”
“Wow. I was not expecting that.”
“No more talking about my ex.” I crumple the empty chip bag in my hand.
“Sorry.”
She pulls a pretzel from the bag in her hand, and I snatch it with my mouth.
“Kind of stale,” I say as I chew.
“Fine cuisine, it isn’t.”
“Company’s good, though.”
“Should we go back to the party? I don’t want you to miss out on it. Tonight’s a big deal.”
“It is. And I’m exactly where I want to be.”
“Or just outside of it anyway.” She nods her head toward Jordan and Liam’s room.
Laughing, I pull her onto my lap. “This isn’t so bad either.”
I slide my hand between her legs and underneath her skirt. Her panties are soaked and her green eyes darken when my fingers brush against the silky material between her legs.
She climbs higher on my lap, pinning my dick under her luscious ass. I slip two fingers under her panties and we groan at the same time.
Her lashes flutter closed and fan out on her skin and her lips part.
My teammates are loud as hell on the other side of the wall, partying and celebrating. Anyone in earshot could tell they’re having a good time, but I wouldn’t trade the feel of Sienna’s slick, hot pussy squeezing my fingers for anything.
She rests her forehead on mine as her breaths come faster.
“Rhett,” she whispers my name.
“Yeah, angel?” I drag the pad of my thumb along her clit.
She says my name again on a whimper and I seal my mouth to hers as she falls apart in my lap.
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Sienna
“Thanks for coming, everyone,” I say to my yoga students as they pack up their mats and leave. I’m so tired. We got back three hours ago and I had to rush straight to class then here.
Maverick walks to the front, his black mat under one tattooed arm. “Good class today.”
