Page 104 of The Offside Rule
CHAPTER 18
Catherine Celia
After our make out session, dinner was cold. I lay in his bed, warm and boneless, while Hunter traced slow circles over my hip. “You cooked, and I ruined dinner,” I said.
“Worth it.”
“I’m starving.”
“I’ll feed you,” he said.
I rolled onto my back, staring up at his ceiling while my body slowly remembered how to function. My limbs felt loose and useless, my mouth still tingled, and my heart was doing that stupid thing it did around Hunter where it couldn’t decide if it wanted to float or panic. Probably both.
Hunter shifted beside me and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “I need to feed you.”
“I need a minute.”
“You need water too,” he noted, because he was thoughtful.
For a moment, neither of us moved. The room was quiet except for our breathing. Hunter’s chest rose and fell beneath my cheek, one of his hands moving slowly through my hair while the other rested warm and heavy at my waist. Then his fingersdrifted lower, tracing the edge of my shirt where it had ridden up over my hip.
I lifted my head. “Hunter.”
His eyes were dark again, hungry.
“I didn’t take care of you,” he said.
My stomach flipped. “You took very good care of me in the linen closet.”
“That was hours ago.”
I laughed, but it came out breathless because his hand had slid to the back of my thigh, dragging me a little closer. “You say that like I’m suffering.”
His gaze moved over my face, then down my body like he was remembering exactly how I looked when I came apart for him. “I don’t like leaving things uneven.”
“Is that what we’re calling it?” I giggled.
His mouth curved. “I can call it something dirtier if you want.”
Heat rushed through me. He shifted, rolling me beneath him again, his mouth brushing my jaw. “I want my mouth on you.”
My breath caught.
“And I want you in my bed, not standing in a closet biting my shoulder so no one hears you.”
“Hunter,” I squirmed pressing my thighs together.
He kissed the side of my neck. “I want to take my time.”
Oh, that was unfair. My body was absolutely on board with this plan. My stomach, however, chose that exact moment to make a very embarrassing noise.
Hunter froze.
I closed my eyes. “Pretend you didn’t hear that.”
His shoulders shook.
“Don’t laugh.”
