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“You said your name less than an hour ago,” I remind him.
Dropping him down a peg or two!
“Not yet, Jones.”
That shirt, Army green with white lettering asking, How many licks does it take?
Oh Anna, you’re fucked!
I’m about to tell Gray that I’ll see him tomorrow, maybe hit the sack in an effort to at least try to get some needed sleep, when I feel a familiar tightening in my groin and along my back.
Girls, got your number Drew.
Look at me. Look at me.
If you build it....
Nothing on earth is stopping me from going to her. Adrenaline rushes through my veins and my heart rate increases. Game on.
In a room filled with boys, Drew is a man here. Bigger, stronger, and just more.
The man is coming for you, babe.
“You may think I’m a moron but I’m not blind. I’m in danger of developing a permanent neck kink from checking you out. And if the number of times you meet my eyes is anything to go by, then you are as well.”
Anna still hasn’t come back down the stairs. Which means I’m going up.
Go get your girl, Drew.
“Why are you here?” My voice is a wisp of sound in the small space. So is his. “I want you.”
“Tell me you don’t want me too, and I’ll go.”
As if he’s thinking the same thing, Baylor shifts his weight, sheltering my body from view with his own.
“That isn’t the only time you flush.”
“Come with me.”
“It’s going to happen again. You might as well admit it.”
“I’m failing to see the problem here, Jones. Let’s go out on a date. You know, like normal people who are into each other do?”
“You like her.”
Sure does.
Me: Damn study roster. Unknown: Highly grateful for it myself.
“Jones, I’ve been giving you compliments since day one.”
“You just haven’t been paying attention.”
“You’re really going to feed me?” He sounds surprised.
“No, I mean, yeah. I want it.” Baylor full-on blushes now. “Shit. Food. I mean—”
“Ay, woman! Share the love, eh?”
“Show me your room, Jones.”
“Lift your top.”
“Did you seriously just double entendre me?”
“Your voice isn’t noise. It’s a song I want to hear over and over.”
“Battle Butt Baylor.”
“Easy with the thumbs of evil, woman.”
“If I say yes,” he asks, “will you kiss it and make it better?”
All but Drew. He’s pulling his helmet off, his eyes on me, as if he’s known all along that I was there.
“I thought I told you, Jones. I always notice when you’re around.”
thought I told you, Jones. I always notice when you’re around.”
❤️
“I have tons of fantasies. But you only get to hear them when we have a place to act them out. Now do as you’re told, Miss Jones.”
“Snap the ball?” I make a face. “Like bend over...” His grin is evil. “And I put my hands between your legs. Don’t give me that look. Dex does this for me every game.” “Is this the point where I launch into a diatribe about the blatant homoeroticism found in football?”
This made me howl with laughter, I love their banter
He just winks. “You know it. Snap count on three.” “What does that mean?” “Third sound I make, you hand me the ball.” He gives my butt a light slap. “Keep up, Jones.”
They’re perfect together.
“Hand over the food and no one gets hurt.”
I just love their interactions.
“How on earth do you not have a coffeemaker in your house?” Pacing the length of my kitchen, she lifts her hands up in appalled outrage. “In this gorgeous kitchen?”
“Then why—” He cuts himself off with a curse, and his fist slams into the wall.
“We could have been so good,” he says.
“So fucking good.” He leaves me there slumped against the wall.
“You have my heart, Anna. And every time I had to walk away from you, every time you walked away from me, it felt like it was being ripped out of my chest. It fucking hurt, Anna.”
This is one of those girl traps, designed to leave you wide open to fall in a hole of your own making.
We have annual meeting to discuss, and update our girl traps.
