Attached to You (Carolina Rebels 4) - Page 8

I smile and laugh a little. “The same thing, actually.”

“That’s boring,” he mocks. “Are you leaving tonight or in the morning?”

“Depends. Will you make it worth my while if I stay until morning?”

“Have I let you down yet?”

“No. No, you have not.”

He grins and pulls me on top of him with one hand as he reaches for a condom with the other. “Then let’s have a little more fun.”

And fun we do have. Brayden finally “punishes” me. He tortures me by bringing me to the edge only to drag me away before I can fall over and enjoy the highest pleasure. I damn near go mad before I orgasm, but it’s well worth it. We conk out after that, each of us on one side of his massive bed.

However, when I wake up in the morning, I’m curled into Brayden’s side. One of his arms is across my back so his hand can rest half on my hip and half on my ass. Even in his sleep, he loves to touch my ass. The thought makes me giggle.

“What are you laughing about?” he grumbles, his voice thick with sleep.

“You’re an ass man, Brayden,” I say as I lift my head to look at him.

His lids are still heavy, only a slice of green peering at me between his thick red lashes. “I’m a woman man,” he corrects. I roll my eyes and he pinches me for it. “Should I still expect you tonight even though you came last night?”

I normally don’t do back-to-backs, as I have this crazy idea that it’s easier to form strings if I do. However, do I turn down another night of downright scorching sex?

No, I don’t.

“Yes. I can be here around,” I pause to think about which class I have to teach tonight, “eight. Will that work?”

He nods.

“I have to get going. Thanks for a good night, Brayden.” I’m about to move away, but he holds me in place.

“Good?” he questions.

I glance at him with a raised brow. “Now, Brayden,” I start with an admonishing tone. “I didn’t take you as a guy who needed his ego stroked.”

He’s back to trying to hide his expressions. The corners of his mouth barely move upward. “I don’t. Go on then.” His arm falls from my side and I leave his bed, walking naked out of his room since my clothes are still downstairs.

Brayden and I? We’re going to have a lot of fun together.

***

Fuck. Inviting Deanna over again royally fucks with my plan to stay away from her after one last night. But damn. Last night was so good, to use Deanna’s weak adjective. Her body must be full of an addictive drug so that every time you fuck her, you want to fuck her again. And again. And again. I need to ask her if she still wants to be fed, too.

That particular request seems odd to me. People talk over meals, and we only have each other to talk about unless she surprises me by being able to avoid talk of ourselves for that long. Last night was the chattiest and the most personal she’s been. I’m curious to see what will happen tonight.

First, I must get through my day. I mail my mother’s present. Practice is smooth. For the first time, my karaoke girl isn’t mentioned. Maybe they are finally getting over that. My hope crashes and burns when I get to my truck. A red flag should’ve popped up when I saw a few guys hanging around. Sitting in the bed with a big red bow is a karaoke machine.

“When are you hosting karaoke night at your house, Hook?” Scotty says as he tries to muffle his laugh.

I send a death glare his way.

“My brother and I can do some killer duets,” one of the Kessy twins adds.

“No suggestive songs for us, though,” Marco adds.

“I hate all of you,” I repeat what I’ve been saying since that dreadful video was posted by some fan online. After glaring at each of my grinning teammates, I get into my truck and leave, half-hoping I’ll accidentally run over one of them. No wonder they didn’t say anything today. They had the karaoke machine waiting for me.

I stop by the grocery store to stock up on all my favorite healthy foods, get confirmation from Deanna that I’m cooking dinner for her tonight, and once I get home and drop that atrocious karaoke machine in my living room, I head for my home gym. Stress or annoying teammates or anything really sends me straight to the gym. I don’t overdo it as that wouldn’t turn out well for me.

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