Page 125 of Broken Hearts
My buddy taps the doorframe. “We’ll be there. It’ll be my final order as captain.”
“Thank you.” Sienna beams at him. Her smile makes me smile—a big, dopey grin that is basically the equivalent of finger guns.
We lie in bed, Sienna between my legs, her back resting against my chest as we watch the documentary. It’s about a serial killer who targeted people in their homes at night and it is creepy as fuck. She doesn’t seem fazed. Of course she doesn’t. I close my eyes for a second, but I must doze off because the next thing I know I’m being woken up by a half-naked woman and a fully erect dick.
“Did you like the documentary?” she purrs.
“Mhmmm.” My voice is gravel. “I especially liked the end part where you got naked.”
“You fell asleep.”
“I’m awake now.” I slide my arms around her and press her into me while tilting my hips up.
Her mouth covers mine in a sweet and slow kiss. She pulls back and green eyes stare at me for a long beat.
“What’s wrong? Heart beating too fast?” I reach for my phone and pull up the tracking app. “Seems normal. Chest hurt?”
She gapes at the screen. “Oh my god, Rhett Rauthruss, did you sync my watch to your phone?”
“Damn right I did, angel.”
“I can’t decide if that’s serial killer creepy or sweet.”
“Definitely sweet.” I put my phone back and flip us so I’m on top.
She’s shaking her head but grinning at me in that way that makesmyheart feel all fluttery. “I love you.”
“I love you too, angel.” I hop up and lock my bedroom door.
“Afraid someone is going to walk in on us?”
“No, I’m afraid I’m going to be murdered in my sleep.”
Her sweet laughter fills the room. “I’ll save you, baby.”
She has no idea how much she already has.
* * *
Friday night,we head over to Kate’s house for Sienna’s party. I don’t think Adam had to do much convincing to get all the guys here. Sienna said free keg and they all perked right up.
My girl is looking extra fine in a short skirt that I intend to have my head under before the end of the night.
“Did you tell your parents?” I ask as we walk up the sidewalk toward the house.
“Yep. My dad was a little bummed, but I promised him that if I failed miserably, I’d reconsider working at his company.”
“You won’t fail.”
Dakota took a bunch of photos and videos of Sienna doing yoga and it blew up. There’s this one where she’s doing some pose on the ice and it is fire. She’s working on making a paid site where users can gain membership to online classes and uploaded videos. I’m excited for her.
I’m also excited that I was able to convince her she could do that just as easily living with me.
“I have a surprise.” Sienna stops short of the door.
“But you hate surprises.”
“This is a good one. I promise.” She pulls me through the house to the backyard. My teammates are all standing around in their jerseys. And, damn, there’s a lot of people here. People really do follow wherever we go.
