Page 61 of Scores Of The Heart

“Better get out of this car before–” I shake my head. I know she’s conservative, but how much so? I mean, she initiated the kiss.

“Before what?”

I shake my head, hoping that will clear my senses, but it doesn’t. “Can’t you tell you have an effect on me?”

I know my sweatpants are leaving little to be desired, as there’s a huge bulge there. Even if they are black, there’s no hiding my missile.

Her eyes flick down and I see them grow wide. Yep, she’s seen what she’s done... “Ty, I’m sorry.”

I laugh and shake my head. “Don’t ever be sorry for that, babe. I mean that. But I really have to go.” That’s if I can walk. I’m dying to adjust myself.

I lean back over and kiss her swiftly, then press my lips to her forehead and reach for the door handle. “I’ll text you later.”

As soon as I’m out in the rain, I breathe almost what feels like a sigh of relief.

Because she wants me. I mean, it was obvious before, I guess. But her reaching for me like that confirms it. The way she gets me excited because I know she’s not like other girls, she’s sure as hell gonna make me work for it. I can tell. But I don’t mind it, not one bit.

The anticipation is explosive.

I wave as she drives away and I jump in my car, hoping to god she finds some glitch in the contract, and maybe it won’t be as messy as we think it will be.

And if it is, I’ll just have to make a glitch of my own.

CHAPTER 13

Cindy

The week rolls on and Tyler and I keep up our texting charade. Well, it beats nothing at this point. I know the next games coming up are important for them in the conference finals, so I don’t want to distract him too much, if that’s even possible.

Though, from our kiss in the car before he left, and when my eyes wandered down to his crotch, I could see the effect I had on him. Grabbing him suddenly and kissing him in the car wasn’t exactly what I was expecting to do that afternoon. But I was in the moment and boy, it felt good. I wanted to jump across the seat and straddle him, but that would not have been a good idea in our workplace car park.

I know I want more from him, and that the connection we have is real.

His entire being has everything going for it; that sexy smile, those devilish lips, dark eyes where I can’t quite tell the depths of his thoughts. His body and height are on a whole other level.

He evokes everything that my mom would disapprove of, but it’s everything that I find exciting and gets my adrenaline running. And that’s all that matters, right?

Is it because Tyler Peterson is the forbidden fruit in this scenario?

I think we both like the part where it’s a little risky, and I know I like the part where it feels a little dangerous. Though I’ve never done anything remotely risky or dangerous in my life.

This is all an entirely new experience for me, and it’s probably not before time.

I’m used to playing things safe. And now it’s like I’m walking on the wild side.

He lights something up inside me. All my nerve endings seem to vibrate at once. And I’ve never needed to use my bullet more than I have this last couple of weeks while we’ve been sneaking around.

I gulp at the memory of him waiting for me to come out of work. That act alone is so sexy.

He was leaning against the wall like he had no cares in the world.

I have to do some more research on this fraternization thing, and quickly. I know it.

It isn’t like I don’t know the policy, but I need to read the damned fine print.

During the next few days at work, before Maddison and Em arrive, I’m furiously going through the terms and conditions in the players’ contracts. And the more I look into it, the more I can see it isn’t exactly a non-fraternization policy like we both thought.

A clause exists between management and the workers below them, along with several pages of conduct, and what is classified as a romantic and non-romantic relationship.

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