Page 77 of The Chemistry Coach
Hazy said, “We might be murdered if we go in there.Are you sure this is right?”
Connor triple-checked the address in his text thread.This was correct.
Lover slid out of the backseat, no hesitation in his steps as he approached the boarded-up front door.Hazy and Connor jumped out of the car and followed him.If they were getting murdered, they would go out together.Lover held the door open, revealing Daisy in the dimly lit entryway.
Connor shoved Hazy out of the way to get to her.He flung his arms around her and buried his head in her hair, breathing her in.She laughed, returning the embrace before pushing at his shoulder to get him to let go.He held on tighter.
“Jesus dude, you’re not getting home from war, you saw her two days ago,” Hazy chirped.
Connor let go of Daisy and faced him with a murderous glare, but he found Lover already slapping Hazy upside the head.
“Let them be happy, you weirdo.”
Connor, glad for the support, said, “Yeah, Hazy, let me be happy.”
Hazy rolled his eyes and walked past them, trying to get to the second set of entry doors, but Daisy stopped him with a hand on his chest.
“Ah-ah.I need all your phones.”
Connor and Lover handed theirs to her with no questions, but Hazy whined.“Aw, Daisy.Why?You know I’m going to participate.”
Daisy held out her hand, motioning for him to hand it over.“Great, you can start participating right now by giving me your phone.”
Hazy rolled his eyes but did as she said.She pocketed their cell phones and held the door open for them.They walked through to a dark room.When Connor turned around, he found Daisy shutting the door behind them, using a chain to padlock it closed, and brandishing a flashlight
“Uh, Daisy?”he asked.
“Yeah?”
“What the fuck?”The three men said together.
Daisy used the flashlight to find her way to a chair, getting comfortable in her normal Daisy fashion.The flashlight illuminated her face like she was telling a scary story around a campfire.
“You’re escaping.It literally said it on a sign outside.Can you guys read?”
They let out a collective grown.“Dammit, Daisy,” Hazy complained.“Don’t make us do this bullshit.”
“Oh, shut up, you big baby.It’ll be fun.”She clicked off the light, leaving them in the dark.
Connor couldn’t see his own hand in front of his face, but he did see an open opportunity.He walked toward where Daisy sat and fumbled around the wall for a light source.It didn’t take long to find one.He listened to his teammates doing a similar search.Someone ran into a piece of furniture, and the noise startled him.It would be a few minutes before they found the lamp.Instead of turning it on, he noted the location and found the back of Daisy’s chair.
She stiffened under his touch, and he squeezed her shoulders, massaging away the tension.He swept her hair to one side and bent, one hand covering her mouth before his tongue found the spot below her ear that would make her gasp.Her lips parted under his hand, but she remained silent.
When he was sure she wouldn’t give away his game, he dropped his hand from her face.Connor sucked her neck before peeling his lips from her skin for the few seconds it took for him to round the chair and come to his knees in front of her.She shifted in her seat, pulling her legs from underneath her and placing them on the ground on either side of his knees.Connor let his hands slide up her thighs, for once in his life thankful for the unseasonable spring heat that had her in shorts.She was so fucking soft.He let his hands wander, his fingers skimming the insides of her thighs, pushing her legs wider.If he had to suffer through an entire afternoon of sharing her, she would suffer with him.
He followed the path of his hands with his mouth, trying to enjoy this while keeping an ear out for where his teammates were.Daisy squirmed under his attention.She tasted as good as she smelled, and he sucked and nipped at every inch of soft skin he could reach until she pulled him away from her by the hair.He wanted to riot, to complain, to go back to what he was doing, but if he voiced his displeasure the game would end.She didn’t make him stop, though.She leaned forward in her seat and used her leverage on his head to pull his mouth to hers.
Their kiss was sloppy and wet, her tongue lapping into his mouth.Connor kept up the attention on her legs, slipping his fingers under the hem of her shorts.When she tried to slap his hand away, he grabbed hers and placed it on his chest, wanting to show her how wild she drove him.He dragged her hand down his body until she cupped his erection.She squeezed him through his jeans, and he let her play, but kept one hand over hers, terrified of a repeat performance of their last make out session.
He needn’t have worried, because Lover’s voice rang out through the dark room, closer than Connor had realized he’d gotten.
“Guys, I found the light.”
Hazy, still far away, said, “Turn the fucking thing on then!”
Connor sprang to his feet, distancing himself from Daisy as fast as he could, unwilling to give up their game.
Lover rattled a few items.“I am!”
