Page 67 of High Baller

Trey kisses me hard, like the way he does when we’re alone, when we plan on doing a lot more than kiss. “I’m holding you to that promise, and this is my promise to you, shorty. You'll be in my bed for so long, you won’t want to leave.”

My lips curl up as I look up at him, and move my mouth closer to his. I dart my tongue out and lick over his bottom lip with just the tip. “I might need to wear something very, very, sexy.” I slide my hands down to the waistband on his trousers.

His eyes lift, focusing on something behind me. “Tell Calvin to get back in, Sky's about to—”

I press my finger to his mouth. “I think that’s all you needed to say.” He lifts me up by my hips, and I wrap my legs around his waist. “Where are we going?”

“To my trophy room. It’s off limits to everyone.”

“You have a trophy room?” Now I’m impressed, and excited he has a room that I never knew about.

The second the door closes, Trey lips are hard against mine, but I pull away to have a quick look around. “I promise I'll show you around the room soon as you come over.” Trey lips back on mine as he sits on the couch, bringing my dress up to my waist, he rips my panties off, the fabric tearing easily in his large hands.

“I thought you said she’s not a whore? Only a whore would have sex with a house full of people!” Madison yells as she bangs on the door, over and over again.

I drop my head on Trey’s shoulder, and I can’t help but laugh. “Until tomorrow,” I whisper into his ear as I gently blow on his neck. His head falls back against the couch and he laughs.

Getting up, I pull my dress down and walk over to the door. “I have to leave the party, and I wanted to say bye to my boyfriend,” I tell Madison as she stares at me. “So, if you don’t mind, I'd like to kiss my him one last time until I see him again tomorrow.” I slam the door, then turn around to do exactly what I said I wanted to do, and press my lips to Trey’s

“What time will you be over?” he asks when I pull back.

“About ten. I think it’ll be a late night for you, so I'll let you sleep in.”

“Wake me up, shorty. When you’re not here, I don’t do well.” He turns me around. “Let’s go before she starts knocking on the door again.” He opens the door to see Madison still standing there. “See? I told you,” Trey whispers and I burst out laughing.

I say my goodbye’s bye to Derek and Ariel, and as Trey walks me out to my rental car, a few other players greet me on the way.

This meeting better be important for us to be leaving this party.

***

Now, this is not what I wanted at five in the morning. Three of the staff for this morning’s flight got food poisoning and can’t travel, so they've swapped shifts with three of our team. I didn’t want to miss out on two extra days with Trey, but Calvin and I are two of the unlucky ones that get to leave.

I walk into Trey’s house to tell him that I’m going back to England, and I pause when I see the state of the place. I feel bad for the cleaning staff; they’re going to be busy with the mess left over from last night.

I make my way to Trey’s bedroom to tell him in person. I didn’t feel right calling him to tell him I’m leaving sooner than expected. I thought waking up early and getting to see him would be better, as it’s news neither one of us are going to be happy about.

I stop in my tracks as I walk into the bedroom, and bite down my lower lip to keep from screaming. I survey the room, making sure that I’m definitely seeing what my eyes are telling me.

I spin around and power-walk out the room. I break into a run, and rush down the stairs. The second I spot Derek, I scrub away the tears that are rolling down my face. “Derek, isn’t a bit early for you to be here?” I try to smile, but he sees through it.

“I could say the same to you.” His brows pull down, and he grips my arms. “Sky, are you okay?”

I look up the stairs again. “I’m sorry, Derek, but…” I turn back to him, “I’m done.” I go to walk away but he grabs my arm again.

“Sky—”

“I had one rule, one, and now I’m so fucking done.”

Chapter 17

Trey

“What the fuck!” I yell as I wipe the water off my face. “Derek, have you lost your fucking mind?” I thrash my arms about as he pours more water over me.

“Who the fuck are they?” he asks pointing to the bed.

I look to where he’s pointing, and my eyes practically fall out of my fucking head. “What the fuck? I went to bed alone last night.” I get up and glare at the two girls lying in my bed.