Overtime
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He nodded, his eyes completely serious. The air around them was so thick with tension and lust as his eyes held hers. The hair on her arms stood at attention, her heart pounding as she waited for him to answer. When he didn’t, she knew he was full of it. But then he reached out, his hand cupping her around the neck before dropping his mouth to hers and she was sure she was flying to the moon. His lips were butter against hers, moving and savoring her as if he had been starving for her taste.
Melting against him, she brought her hands up to his chest, but then she pulled away, gasping for breath. Her hand covered her lips as she turned to hold on to the counter, closing her eyes and begging her body to remember that she was still with Liam and also that Jordie had broken her heart in a thousand pieces.
And he could do it again.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she felt him behind her, his heat radiating off him in waves and burning her but also comforting her. His heat was always home to her. She was naturally cold all the damn time, but not when Jordie was around. He was her furnace.
Was.
Not anymore.
He didn’t want you. She had to remember that.
But when she met his gaze in the mirror, his lips were red, parted as they slowly curved, sending heat straight between her thighs and remembering was the last thing she could do. She couldn’t even think for that matter. She wanted him to take her against the counter and pull her hair.
Over. And over. And over again.
By the way he was looking at her, he wanted the same thing, but that’s all he wanted. Sex. Nothing more, and Kacey just couldn’t do it. She wanted more.
Clearing his throat, he said, “Yes. Another chance to love you. To be the man you want.”
Whoa. What?
She could only blink as he slowly wrapped his arms around her body, his hands sliding down her waist, his thumbs brushing her mound. But his eyes never left hers as she gasped for breath, begging for the will to stop him, but stunned speechless instead. His lips trailed along her shoulder, his eyes burning into hers as he nibbled.
But wait, what did he just say?
Pressing a small kiss to the side of her neck, he whispered against her, “Meet me tomorrow. I have this thing after training, but come to our spot around three. Gives you time to blow off the dude and be with the man you want.”
“Jordie—”
She wasn’t sure what she was going to say, but before she could, he squeezed her mound. He might as well have electrocuted her because she cried out, her back pressing to his ever hard chest as his lips brushed along her ear. “Just say yes. Please. I have so much to say to you, promise me you’ll come.”
Swallowing hard, she opened her eyes, seeing in the mirror that his body was all but consuming her, and she knew she didn’t want that. Well, she did, but she knew she shouldn’t want it. She couldn’t want it because it would only lead to him hurting her. She didn’t know what he was saying or doing, but there was no way he meant it. He couldn’t.
That was her fantasy.
And Jordie wasn’t who he was in her fantasies.
He was relationship-impaired.
So as much as she wanted to become one with him, she pulled away, her body crying and begging for her to stop, but she knew she couldn’t. Putting some distance between them, she closed her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.
“I don’t know.”
When his fingers came under her chin, lifting it slowly, she met his heated gaze and he smiled. Just a small smile. One that hit her straight in the gut.
“Yeah, you do,” he said softly. “I know you are curious and want answers. I just want a chance to explain, Kacey. I want a chance to fix my mistakes, to love you the way you want to be loved.”
She moved her face from his grip and shook her head in utter shock. Who was this guy? “You don’t love anyone.”
He shrugged. “Maybe before, but now is different. Meet me. Please.”
Looking away, she bit the inside of her cheek as she thought it over. She did want to go. She did want to know what he was doing, but just hearing him say the words had her hoping for forever.
And Jordie didn’t do forevers.
He really has changed.
Lacey’s words rang in her head, but could she believe them?
Looking up, she met his expectant gaze, and while she wanted to press her lips to his, she also wanted to smack him. She hated that he’d put her in this position, that he had brought so much uncertainty in her heart. She didn’t owe him anything and he knew that, but she wouldn’t just submit to him. Wouldn’t do as he asked just because. No, she’d keep him in the dark. The same way he did her.
Clearing her throat, she shrugged. “We’ll see.”
His smile grew as he crossed his arms over his chest. “We’ll see?”
She nodded. “Yeah, maybe I can pencil you in. I might decide to go with Liam.”
With his grin still there, he didn’t say anything, and she knew she had to get out of there. It was obvious he wasn’t going anywhere. Turning, she went through the doorway, but when she reached for the door to shut it, her eyes met his again. Before she could close it, he called out, “Then I’ll drag you right on back home. Where you belong. With me. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Breathless, she shut the door and leaned her head against it.
What the hell was going on?
First Liam was begging her to go with him and to love him, but the thing was, he didn’t have her heart. Not even a piece of it. Then she had Jordie begging her to stay and supposedly let him love her, which was completely mind-blowing. But he had broken her heart. And still had it.
Melting against him, she brought her hands up to his chest, but then she pulled away, gasping for breath. Her hand covered her lips as she turned to hold on to the counter, closing her eyes and begging her body to remember that she was still with Liam and also that Jordie had broken her heart in a thousand pieces.
And he could do it again.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she felt him behind her, his heat radiating off him in waves and burning her but also comforting her. His heat was always home to her. She was naturally cold all the damn time, but not when Jordie was around. He was her furnace.
Was.
Not anymore.
He didn’t want you. She had to remember that.
But when she met his gaze in the mirror, his lips were red, parted as they slowly curved, sending heat straight between her thighs and remembering was the last thing she could do. She couldn’t even think for that matter. She wanted him to take her against the counter and pull her hair.
Over. And over. And over again.
By the way he was looking at her, he wanted the same thing, but that’s all he wanted. Sex. Nothing more, and Kacey just couldn’t do it. She wanted more.
Clearing his throat, he said, “Yes. Another chance to love you. To be the man you want.”
Whoa. What?
She could only blink as he slowly wrapped his arms around her body, his hands sliding down her waist, his thumbs brushing her mound. But his eyes never left hers as she gasped for breath, begging for the will to stop him, but stunned speechless instead. His lips trailed along her shoulder, his eyes burning into hers as he nibbled.
But wait, what did he just say?
Pressing a small kiss to the side of her neck, he whispered against her, “Meet me tomorrow. I have this thing after training, but come to our spot around three. Gives you time to blow off the dude and be with the man you want.”
“Jordie—”
She wasn’t sure what she was going to say, but before she could, he squeezed her mound. He might as well have electrocuted her because she cried out, her back pressing to his ever hard chest as his lips brushed along her ear. “Just say yes. Please. I have so much to say to you, promise me you’ll come.”
Swallowing hard, she opened her eyes, seeing in the mirror that his body was all but consuming her, and she knew she didn’t want that. Well, she did, but she knew she shouldn’t want it. She couldn’t want it because it would only lead to him hurting her. She didn’t know what he was saying or doing, but there was no way he meant it. He couldn’t.
That was her fantasy.
And Jordie wasn’t who he was in her fantasies.
He was relationship-impaired.
So as much as she wanted to become one with him, she pulled away, her body crying and begging for her to stop, but she knew she couldn’t. Putting some distance between them, she closed her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.
“I don’t know.”
When his fingers came under her chin, lifting it slowly, she met his heated gaze and he smiled. Just a small smile. One that hit her straight in the gut.
“Yeah, you do,” he said softly. “I know you are curious and want answers. I just want a chance to explain, Kacey. I want a chance to fix my mistakes, to love you the way you want to be loved.”
She moved her face from his grip and shook her head in utter shock. Who was this guy? “You don’t love anyone.”
He shrugged. “Maybe before, but now is different. Meet me. Please.”
Looking away, she bit the inside of her cheek as she thought it over. She did want to go. She did want to know what he was doing, but just hearing him say the words had her hoping for forever.
And Jordie didn’t do forevers.
He really has changed.
Lacey’s words rang in her head, but could she believe them?
Looking up, she met his expectant gaze, and while she wanted to press her lips to his, she also wanted to smack him. She hated that he’d put her in this position, that he had brought so much uncertainty in her heart. She didn’t owe him anything and he knew that, but she wouldn’t just submit to him. Wouldn’t do as he asked just because. No, she’d keep him in the dark. The same way he did her.
Clearing her throat, she shrugged. “We’ll see.”
His smile grew as he crossed his arms over his chest. “We’ll see?”
She nodded. “Yeah, maybe I can pencil you in. I might decide to go with Liam.”
With his grin still there, he didn’t say anything, and she knew she had to get out of there. It was obvious he wasn’t going anywhere. Turning, she went through the doorway, but when she reached for the door to shut it, her eyes met his again. Before she could close it, he called out, “Then I’ll drag you right on back home. Where you belong. With me. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Breathless, she shut the door and leaned her head against it.
What the hell was going on?
First Liam was begging her to go with him and to love him, but the thing was, he didn’t have her heart. Not even a piece of it. Then she had Jordie begging her to stay and supposedly let him love her, which was completely mind-blowing. But he had broken her heart. And still had it.
