Page 94 of In Your Wildest Dreams
“No, but I need a break.”
“And how would you like to spend this break?” He waggles his brows. “I have a few ideas.”
“I bet you do.” My stomach flips. I can’t seem to get enough of him. I trace the outline of one of his tattoos with my finger. “Why a butterfly?”
The blue of its wings matches his eyes.
“My sisters wanted us all to get something. It was a butterfly or a flower.”
“That’s sweet,” I say with a small laugh, then move my attention over to the words over his chest. “And this one?”
“It’s something my grandfather always said. I guess it stuck with me.”
“I like it.”
“I like you.” His arms circle my waist, and he pulls me farther onto his lap. “What are you going to do tonight?”
“Lane is having a party at his place. I think Everly wants to go for a while. I probably won’t stay long, but the three of us haven’t been out since Ev’s birthday.” My pulse speeds up for reasons I don’t understand until Ash smiles.
“Sounds fun,” he says.
Just like that. No comment on me going out without him or trying to talk me out of it. I know Ash isn’t Gabe, but I guess I haven’t completely stopped expecting him to react like Gabe would have. Then again, Ash and I aren’t in a relationship. We’re casual. Both of us are free to do what we want. Somehow, I don’t think that matters. Ash doesn’t strike me as the kind of guy that wavers on his affection because of a label. He’s in this. And so am I.
“What about you?”
“I’m gonna crash early. Game tomorrow. But if you want to send me some sexy, drunk texts later I won’t be mad about it.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
26
CASUALLY OBSESSED
ASH
I seeBridget every second my schedule will allow, and we text constantly. I am a man obsessed.
We have a home game tonight. After our morning skate, I went directly to her house and we haven’t left her bed since. My phone alarm goes off for the third time and I shut it off with a groan.
“I don’t wanna go,” I tell her as I drape an arm around her middle.
She wiggles out of my hold and stands next to the bed. “Oh no. I’m not going to be the reason you’re late. The whole city will hate me if you get benched or something.”
I sit up reluctantly. She’s not wrong. Coach will not be happy if I’m late.
“Plans later?” I ask as Bridget pulls a T-shirt over her head.
“No. I don’t think so. Why?” She gives me a playful smile as I gawk at her half-naked body. “Want to hang out?”
“Actually, I was also hoping you’d come to watch me play.”
She pauses, sliding her panties up over her toned legs. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?” I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand. Heat flickers in her eyes as her gaze drops to my dick.
Whatever this is might be casual, but she can’t get enough of me and the feeling is mutual. Casually obsessed.
“You know why. Gabe—”
