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After a few seconds, he pulls away and says, “You own me, Wylie.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “You fucking own me.”
And I realized last night that nothing will be better. No one will ever be better. She has ruined me in the best way possible.
I swear, if he heard anything about the assistant talk, I’m going to murder all my friends. Sorry, Agitator fans, your starting lineup is now deceased.
“You want my cock?” “Badly,” she says. “You want me in your mouth?” “Everywhere,” she says, wetting her lips.
“I want to come here, and come inside you. I want you covered. I want you to know exactly who the fuck you belong to.” “You,” she says as I test her entrance, just barely pushing inside her. “I belong to you.” “That’s fucking right, Wylie.”
“I’m . . . I’m exhausted.” “Then let me take care of you.” I wrap my arms around her and rub her back. “You’re all mine, Wylie, and I’ll do everything to make sure you’re protected and taken care of.” Everything.
“You don’t need to get off me to show me.” I roll my eyes. “Really? You know I’m a sure thing. You don’t need to keep me on your lap.” “It’s a comfort thing. I like you here,” he says, those pleading eyes nearly cutting me in half.
“You really want to do that?” she asks as she pulls one of my shirts out from where it’s folded in a drawer. “You don’t want to keep your space?” My eyebrows knead together. “Space? I don’t want space from you. Do you want space?” Her eyes meet mine. “No,” she says. “But I don’t want to encroach.” “You’re not when I’m saying I want you there.”
I clear my throat and bring her over to the blanket, where I pull her down with me. I open the picnic basket and pull out two plates, each with a bologna sandwich. She laughs out loud and shakes her head at me. “Oh my God, Levi.” “This is what our romance is built on.” “What are you talking about?” she asks. “That night, when I found out you were the one stealing my bologna in the stadium, that was the night I knew you were meant for me.” “That’s . . . oddly romantic.”
“What I’m trying to tell you is that I’m in love with you, Wylie.” Her eyes well up as she moves in closer and sits on my lap. She cups my cheeks and gives me a soft yet full kiss. When she pulls away, she says, “I’m in love with you too, Levi.”
And then I drag her shirt up and over her head, leaving her in her lingerie set. She smirks. “I thought I told you I didn’t want to eat in this.” “You’re not eating. I am, babe,” I say before laying her down on the blanket.
She giggles and presses her head into the crook of my neck before squealing. Chuckling, I say, “What the hell is that?” When she looks back at me, she says, “A girly squeal because Levi Posey just said he loved me.” “Oh, if that’s the case.” I clear my throat, attempt a giggle, and then squeal as well. She lets out a roar of a laugh. “What the hell?” “That’s my manly squeal because Wylie Wood just said she loved me.” She shakes her head in mirth. “God, you’re ridiculous.” “But I’m all yours,” I say while I roll her to her back and start kissing her all over.
The entire game, it felt like my penis led the way, and I know that might sound weird, but I was dead set on showing her how amazing I was on the ice. And sure, I know she’s seen it before, but it was different this time. She was mine while watching me this time, and I wanted to make her proud. I wanted her to think in her head, there’s my man.
I place my hand on her thigh, and she places her hand on top of mine. It’s the kind of hold I would see my parents do all the time, and now I get to experience it.
“Is it bad that I was kind of hoping you got in a fight?” she says. “What?” I laugh. “You wanted me to get in a fight?” From the corner of my eye, I catch her wince. “I didn’t want you to get hurt. I just wanted to see you dominate, is all.” “I can dominate you later tonight if that’s what you need, baby.” Her hand squeezes around mine. “I guess that will do,” she says playfully.
“Wylie, this is it. Holy shit!” I lift her off the counter and spin her around the kitchen while her legs wrap around my waist. “This is amazing.”
“You and I being together. I told you, I found you, and now you’re stuck with me.” I bring her wrist to my lips and kiss the permanent bracelets. “I meant everything I said when I gave these to you. It’s you and me, babe. You’re not going anywhere.”
I pick up the envelope but don’t open it. “If this is about Posey, I want nothing to do with it.” “If you don’t read it, then your starting line wants nothing to do with you,” Halsey says, standing his ground. “Fuck with one, fuck with all.” With that, he leaves my office.
day. I know you think of me as the backbone of the team, but the fact of the matter is, Posey is the one who keeps us together.
“You don’t. But you do need someone to tell you when you’re being an ass, and you’re being an ass. That’s something I won’t stand by. I love your daughter, I’ve loved her longer than you probably know. I’ve searched high and low for a woman like her, and I’ve waited a long fucking time. I won’t watch you tear her apart. I won’t fucking stand for it.”
“Possessive much?” I tease. “When it comes to you . . . yes.” Then he lifts me and carries me to the dining room table, where he spreads me out. “Now, excuse me while I feast.” He pulls down my pants and thong. “I’m fucking starving.”
Instead of cutting him out of my life, he went out of his way to patch things up, and that’s why I will forever and always love this man.
