Page 81 of Over the Line

“Makes sense.” I smoothed his damp and slightly unruly hair. “See what happens, and if it looks like we’re doing more than hooking up, I’ll talk to Chris.”

Liam nodded. “Sounds perfect to me.”

“Me too.” With that, I drew him back into my arms, and I found those perfect, soft lips with mine. I’d always loved kissing, and he clearly did too.

Renewed arousal stirred in me—that was inevitable when I was this close to someone—but nothing down south was coming to life with much enthusiasm. Had I been twenty years younger, I was pretty sure I’d have been ready for a second round by now. Hell, I probably could’ve been done with that round by this point.

This close to fifty? Well…

I broke the kiss and met Liam’s gaze. “Listen, um…” Heat rose in my face. “I, uh… I can’t guarantee a second round most nights.”

He smiled, trailing his fingertips down my cheek. “Can you guarantee just lying here naked and making out until we’re both too tired to stay awake?”

Just thinking about that made my toes curl, and I couldn’t help shivering. My words came out breathless: “Pretty sure I can do that.”

“Well, then.” He curved his hand behind my neck and drew me down. “I think we’ll do just fine.”

As it turned out… he was right.

CHAPTER 20

LIAM

I would’ve loved to say that after that, I got to spend a few blissful nights in a row with Garrett.

We were in the thick of the regular season, though, and whoever had scheduled the Pittsburgh Phantoms this December was some kind of sadist. The team was in and out of town so much it was disorienting.

Through it all, Garrett and I texted constantly. Sexted, too, if I was honest; God, he turned me into a salivating wreck who couldn’t help counting down the days until I got home.

Garrett

I’ve gone a long time without sex and not been bothered, but two days without you and I’m losing it.

Well if I hadn’t already been planning to jerk off tonight, I am now.

FaceTime me. I want to watch.

Holy shit. And you say I have a dirty mouth.

You do.

Are you into that? Doing stuff on camera?

I’m into anything that has you staring at me with your dick in your hand.

See? You do have a dirty mouth.

Uh-huh. And I can’t wait to use it on you again.

Fuck. When will you be in your hotel??

Not soon enough.

Tell the pilot to fly faster.

Not sure it works that way.

FML