Page 55 of Unstoppable Love

Now, I really needed to hit the road.

Except I couldn’t pull my gaze off Ava, sitting at her kitchen table in skintight leggings and a loose tank top, straps from her bra peeking out at the shoulders. She was finishing her breakfast, sipping on her coffee, and with her hair pulled back and up in some pink clip thing, all I wanted to do was shove myself into the crook of her shoulder and run my lips and tongue up and down the column of her throat. Maybe bite that soft flesh somewhere and leave my mark.

I cleared my throat, and Ava’s eyes slid to me with a question in them.

“You have to leave,” she said, and it was quiet. I hoped that was sadness I detected in her tone.

“Yeah. We have a preseason game this weekend.” I wouldn’t play much. It was only the second game, and they’d save me to play more in the fourth game, but even then, I needed to be ready. We lost the first game, which didn’t mean a whole lot considering the starters only played in the first quarter and in that quarter we’d scored twice. Once the backups went in—guys the coaching staff were still trying to figure out if they’d make the fifty-three-man roster—that was when things went downhill.

“Home?” Ava asked.

“Yeah. The final two are away. Caleb is bringing Landon to this game, though.”

That soft smile on her face returned. “That’ll be fun for all of you.”

“Game’s at two. I’ll be back that night. Make sure you keep Saturday night open for me.”

Her brows rose. “You’re coming here?”

“Unless you want to spend the weekend in Denver with me, then yeah.” I doubted that’d happen. She’d just moved back.

“Oh. Um.” Her brows pinched together. “Can I think about it?”

She could think about it all she wanted, but I’d be back here, on her doorstep, begging for more of her time if that was what it took.

“Absolutely you can.” But either way, here or there, we’d be spending the night together, and next time, I wasn’t sleeping on a damn couch.

“Thanks for breakfast.”

“Thanks for letting me in the door last night.”

She smirked. “I wasn’t aware I had a choice.”

“Sunshine.” I stood up from the chair and braced my arms, one on her kitchen table and one on the back of her chair, caging her in. Her pupils dilated, and her lips parted. “You always have a choice, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to keep working to get you to see things my way.”

I leaned in, enthralled by the scent of her and the pulse at the hinge of her jaw. Damn, how I wanted to kiss that spot. Bite it. Put my hands around her throat while I was pumping deep inside of her so I could feel that pulse of hers racing beneath my palm.

“Cameron—”

“Not kissing you or touching you,” I whispered, right at her ear. I was a hair’s width away from her, but I wasn’t breaking my rules.

I would, though, if I kept going. I shoved off the chair and took a step back.

Her gaze slid up my body, eyes widening when she caught the bulge in my pants. I didn’t bother hiding it, adjusting it, or pretending I wasn’t hard as a rock from being so close to her.

Finally, her eyes met mine, and she swallowed.

“I had a good time last night.”

“You give me a chance to make everything right between us, and I’ll make sure all the other nights we spend together are even better.”

“I’m scared.” Her jaw worked back and forth. I couldn’t blame her for that. I hadn’t done a lot to make her feel safe with me, but that was over with.

“I know. Which is why I’m going to walk out that door, give you time to think. And then I’ll see you Saturday.”

I did exactly that, snatching up my keys and wallet and phone from the counter.

Her footsteps followed me, and she called out, “I said I needed to think about it.”

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