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One that has rung through my soul and rebalanced my equilibrium with her kindness and care alone. And woke my cock up from a never-ending slumber, if I’m being technical.
Junie baby.
One step forward leads me to my usual section; the luxurious fabric of a black-and-white two-seater no longer has room for two, only one more. Because there’s my girl, grinning up at me like she owns the place.
Not far-fetched, given it’s more of my heart she’s got hold of.
“Doc.” I cheese down at her, instantly admiring how dressed down she looks in her black-on-black sweat set. “To what do I owe this visit?”
“I had time.” She smiles, hugging her knees and patting the seat next to her. “Want some company for the night?”
Is that even a question?
Without hesitation, I throw my backpack in the overhead compartment and reach down to kiss her before taking a seat. My arms are around her in seconds, pulling her into my chest and nuzzling my face into her hair. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
We’re not that far from Atlanta, playing a team just outside of Jacksonville this weekend. I don’t know why I didn’t think about inviting Juniper down with the team. It’s Hilary’s weekendwith Addie, and I guess I figured since it’s a Friday, Juniper typically works a little later, so she doesn’t have to work over the weekend.
Tonight was the last game of the series, and we go home tomorrow, but chillin’ with Juniper tonight in my suite and taking our time getting back sounds much better than what I had planned.
“I hope it’s okay that I just showed up. Gus may have helped get me on here beforehand.”
I look back at my best friend, his head already perched over the seat in front of him. He looks at me with a thumbs up and blows a kiss. Fucking idiot. I shake my head and turn back to Juniper. “He’s more helpful than he looks,” I tease, squeezing her closer.
“You know…” she draws out. “They really feel like my friends now, too. I wasn’t sure I’d find that moving here. As soon as I called Tenley and told her I wanted to surprise you, August literally had a plan set out in minutes. He was so excited for us to get time alone together, Crew. It was adorable.”
I kiss her forehead, holding my lips steady for a moment. Breathing Juniper in is what steadiesme. I love that she’s found a community through my community. It only confirms how great a village I really have. “I think deep down he’s just glad I found someone I care about. It’s been a long time coming.”
“And I’m glad it’s me,” Juniper whispers back, not a trace of hesitation in her voice. “I think we deserve some alone time. Don’t you think?” Ten words and I’m ready to storm off this bus with her ass thrown over my shoulder.
The rest of the team piles onto the bus, and Juniper gracefully greets them with hellos and how-are-yous. But one mention of alone time with her has my one-track mind reeling.
I want her all to myself tonight.
No friends. No work. No masking our feelings. And no Addie.
I love that little girl with every fiber of my being, but kids are cockblockers, and there’s no other way to say it.
Tonight,Iget my girl. And by the way Juniper’s hand traces the inside of my thigh, I know without a shadow of doubt that it’s not innocent. Nothing about the starved look on her face is. It’s deprivation at its core.
And it mimics mine.
“Twenty minutes, and it’s just you and me.” I grab her hand and place it over my aching cock. The bus moves, and the lights are dimmed—no one is paying attention. “We lost our game, and while normally I’d work it off in the hotel gym, tonight, I get to doyouinstead. I’d hardly count that a loss.”
Hazy blue eyes glance up at me. “Good,” Juniper deadpans, fire and lust evident in her low voice. “Tonight, I can be whatever you need, Crew. I want it all.”
Be careful what you wish for, Doc. You just might get it.
“You trying to kill me?”
“Far from it, actually. Why? Feeling on edge, Suburban Daddy?”
I blink, still unsure if the sight before me is real. “Hanging off the cliff by a fucking fingertip, baby.” I let my gaze follow the length of Juniper’s body. Long black hair in messy waves rests across her shoulders delicately, cat-eye glasses resting along the bridge of her nose, while the slender frame I’ve longed to appreciate well beyond an hour, leans beautifully bare against the doorframe.
Her full tits are peaked and ready for me. I bet her pussy is soaked already, and I can’t wait to find out. Goosebumps scatter across her stomach in a way that has me ravenous to soothe them with the heat of my touch. But the thing that makes me want to growl like a fucking madman and mark her skin with my name is that damn jersey hanging off her like a second skin.
My jersey. The same one I gifted her with my name on the back and her name stitched along the sleeve. Whoops, already branded her.
At this very moment, she’s no longer Addie’s doctor, my friend, or the new woman in town—she’s mine. Mine for tonight, and hopefully a hell of a lot longer.
