Page 133 of Sin Bin

Jess was giving her a funny look.

“What?” she mumbled self-consciously.

Jess’s eyes twinkled mischievously. “You were talking in your sleep. Talking and…moaning. You actually moaned Logan’s name.” A wide grin stretched her lips. “Were you having a sex dream about him?”

Meadow’s face flamed with mortification.

Jess burst out laughing, pointing her finger at Meadow. “Just friends, my ass! You totally wanna fuck that man!”

Meadow lowered her eyes to her lap. “It’s complicated.”

“No, baby, it’s simple biology. Logan is hot, sexy and virile—an alpha male to the max. Lusting after him is perfectly natural. The good news for you is that you don’t have to settle for just lusting and dreaming about him. You can fuck him anytime you want. Seriously, girl. You can hop on that big ass dick and ride it till you can’t ride no more!”

Meadow’s cheeks burned hotter. “I, uh, have to pee.”

Jess laughed and winked at her. “Don’t worry. Your secret’s safe with me.”

Meadow hastily climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

“Hurry up!” Jess laughingly called after her. “I don’t wanna miss my man! I got some riding of my own to do!”

Meadow could hear Scarlett in the living room watching highlights from tonight’s game. The Rebels had trounced the Coyotes and secured first place in their division. Watching the replays had Scarlett whooping and cheering like she was at the game. She really was a hockey junkie.

After emptying her bladder, Meadow sat on the toilet for a few moments trying to shake off the last vestiges of the dream. She couldn’t make sense of it. Not the beginning, anyway. The second part was embarrassingly self-explanatory. The carnal images of her and Logan on that poker table made her feel things she didn’t want to feel.

She’d barely flushed the toilet before Jess came bursting into the bathroom to put on her makeup, even though there were one and a half other bathrooms she could use. Nadia and Scarlett followed shortly, crowding in front of the mirror. Again, what was wrong with their bathroom?

Meadow squeezed her way between them to wash her hands at the sink and brush her teeth. The long marble counter was cluttered with enough cosmetics to stock a Sephora.

Jess swiped mascara across her long lashes. “We’d better hurry up and get down there before the bunnies try to hop on our men. I saw a bunch of those hobags already camped out in the lobby when we got back from dinner.”

“How do you know they were bunnies?” Scarlett joked, smoothing on red lipstick. “How do you know they weren’t just some regular chicks enjoying a girls’ trip to Vegas?”

“Are you kidding? A few of them were wearing Rebels jerseys, and they all had that hungry look in their eyes.” Jess snorted. “They were definitely on the prowl. Trust me. My bunny radar is infallible.”

Scarlett and Nadia laughed.

Meadow frowned. “I thought the public wasn’t supposed to know where the visiting teams are staying? Because it poses a security risk?”

Jess laughed at her. “Don’t be so naive. Bunnies always know which hotels these guys are staying at. How do you think they manage to sneak into their rooms and have wild orgies with them? Logan’s sexcapades are legendary.”

A twinge of jealousy clogged Meadow’s throat.

“Also,” Jess added, “Dubs says security protocols are always more relaxed around this time of year. It’s the last game of the season and we’re in Vegas. Best believe it’s gonna be a madhouse down there.”

This worried Meadow. “Will there be any reporters?”

“Probably,” Scarlett chimed in, fluffing out her luscious black curls. “They never miss a chance to get a quote from the players, especially since they just won their division.”

“Oh,” Meadow murmured, nervously tucking her hair behind her ear. Maybe she should stay in the room. The last thing she wanted was for her picture to end up in the local papers or on social media.

Jess primped in the mirror, combing her fingers through her hair and slicking a coat of pink gloss on her lips. “Dubs says he got his own room so we can get it in without having to worry about his roommate.” She looked at Nadia and Scarlett, her eyes twinkling. “What about Reid and Viggo? Did one of them get another room? Or are you guys gonna have one big orgy?”

Scarlett laughed. “Girl, please. We’re not that close.”

“Seriously.” Nadia grinned. “Reid got a separate room. We’ve all got a lot of celebrating to do, and thankfully Coach lifted curfew tonight. So I’ll see you heffas in the morning.”

Jess and Scarlett cackled in agreement.

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