Page 92 of Somewhere You Belong

“You.”

He smirks before taking a sip of his coffee. “What about me?”

“How horrible the sex was and I wasn’t sure how to break things off with you this morning.”

He narrows his eyes at me. “You may be able to pull off a bullshit statement like that with someone else, Willow, but I know for certain that you couldn’t have faked all eight of the orgasms I gave you last night. So, care to try again?”

I swallow hard as my body screams for him to make the total nine. “You counted?”

“No need to, babe.” He taps his temple. “The sight of you coming undone each and every time will be seared into my brain for all eternity.”

With one hand still holding my coffee and phone, I wrap the other around his neck, drawing his face closer to mine. “I’ve always strived to leave a lasting impression on people.”

“Oh, you’re leaving one on me for sure, Willow.” The taste of coffee on his lips melds with my own as he kisses me softly, giving me just the tip of his tongue. When he draws back, he says, “I guess the question is, what do you want to do about it?”

That’s what I’ve been debating since before he took me out last night, and what I was trying to explain to Shauna.

But I think she’s right. Until I know exactly what I want to do, there’s no use in stirring up the past and baring truths that may never need to be revealed, especially since my visitor cautioned me with the same sentiment.

For the time being, why can’t I just enjoy this man, this town, and my time here? Because ultimately, when I look back on my adventure in Carrington Cove, I want to do so with fond memories, not a list of regrets—although at this point, I feel like that might just be impossible.

“I think you should take me back to bed before I have to do some work,” I answer honestly and my libido jumps at the idea as well.

His grin is borderline lethal. “Good answer.”

***

“Hey, stranger.” Astrid bumps her shoulder against mine just as I find my footing next to her. Cheers erupt from the sideline of the field across from us as the other team scores a goal. “Damn it.”

“What’s the score?”

“Three to one now. We’re losing.”

I cast a glance over to Penn and Dallas, their heads stuck together talking strategy. “There’s still time left, right?”

“Yeah, we just started the third quarter.” Astrid blows out a breath and then turns to face me. “So, where have you been? I feel like I haven’t seen you since the veterans’ dinner.”

It’s true, but everything that has happened since that night has taken me by surprise and even now, I’m not sure where it’s leading me.

Only time will tell, I guess.

“Work and stuff with the house have kept me busy.”

She eyes me curiously. “And has Dallas been keeping you busy too?”

I fight to hide my smile but fail miserably. “Maybe.”

She shoves my shoulder again. “I knew it. You dropped me for a man.”

I reach for her hand and she lets me take it. “I did not drop you.”

“I know, I’m just giving you crap,” she says with a wink.

“Good. It’s just been a crazy week, and now…” My eyes find Dallas again as he finishes talking to a player on the field. Our eyes meet andthen he tips his chin up at me, flashing me his panty-melting smirk before focusing back on the game.

“Now you’re dating my boss and can’t remember your own name?”

“Huh?” I ask, my eyes still locked on Dallas’s before dropping down to his ass.

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