Page 92 of Studs Up
“Don’t you dare say it,” I said, cutting off his surly proclamation. “I don’t want to stop having sex with you.” Ever. “It wasn’t a bad sore.”
I slid my arms around his waist and pulled him closer.
“It was the good kind, and it was only a little.”
“But-”
“Nolan,” I smiled. It wasn’t enough.
“I’m not gonna do it if it affects your game.”
The concern for my career and his determination not to affect it was incredibly sweet. But the truth was, he was the reason I was having the season of my life.
“I have been a better player this season than ever.”
“Because you’re getting laid?” He rumbled.
“Because you’re the one laying me.”
“Is that even proper English?”
“Do you care?”
“No,” he shook his head. Every time he was sweet and caring, it made it all ten times harder.
“Okay,” he said. “About breakfast…”
“Yeah,” I leaned back. “What the fuck was that?”
“It was Charlemagne. I had no intention of having breakfast with you. I won’t do it again.”
“No,” I said quickly. “No, it was okay. Charlemagne dragging you was good. I liked having you there.”
“But Marcel makes you uncomfortable.”
Uncomfortable was an understatement. My skin crawled when he was near. I knew what he wanted and would never give it to him again.
“He doesn’t really take no for an answer.”
“Well then, Marcel will stick with me tonight.”
He would do that for me. Occupy an ex so I wouldn’t have to deal with him. The words ‘I love you’ nearly spilled from my mouth. I had to bite my cheek to keep my mouth shut.
…
The bar was called the Rusty Moon and was very, very country. Peanut shells covered the floor, and I wasn’t a fan when bits got into my shoes, but this was where the team wanted to be.
It was packed, and the music from an old jukebox was so loud the walls shook. People danced and played pool and drank.
Alex and I found a round table near a corner and snickered at each other for a while about the atmosphere.
“It’s missing a riding bull,” he smirked.
“You would take it for a wild ride,” I snorted.
“It would be the most action I’ve gotten in a while.”
“No Haven?”
