Page 49 of Dangerous Play

“Yeah,” she nodded quickly not meeting my eyes. I heard her footsteps. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to ambush you like that, but I wanted her to see us do what any couple would do in private.”

“She knows this is fake,” I reminded her quietly.

Ivy nodded as she carefully placed the cookies on a pink plate. “She could have brought someone with her.”

Of course. There was always an excuse for us to make out. But never the right one. And suddenly I was annoyed that it bothered me. It shouldn’t have had.

“Try it,” she stood in front of me with the plate.

I carefully picked up a cookie, observing the hard surface before biting into it. The moment my teeth sank into it I realized how soft it was. Melting in my mouth and the taste I have tried before was the perfect balance between sweet and bitter dark chocolate.

“Fuck,” I muttered more to myself. “This is the best thing I’ve ever tried.”

The only missing ingredient was her taste.

IVY

My heart pounded like I was getting a heart attack every time I thought of our baking session. There was no way I was able to look at cookies the same way after it. Max completely ruined them for me.

That passionate yet sloppy kiss kept playing on repeat as I watched the highlights of the Titans win on their most recent away game.

Max in a suite was quickly becoming my favorite sight and I always melted a little when I saw a picture of him in his outfit.

Or when his name popped up on my display.

With a silly little smile I accepted his call. I watched his messy just showered hair come up and a wide grin on his face, as he was dressed in his Titans sweat set that they used for travelling.

“Congrats!” I cheered as loudly as I dared with Kaia already asleep.

“We won!” he punched in the air as Dex came up from behind him and whistled.

I let out a short laugh. “You where amazing.”

More guys whistled in the background making Max roll his eyes. “I need to get out of here. I can’t hear you from the zoo.”

“Ivy I love you so much!” someone shouted in the background clearly trying to imitate Max’s voice.

The three little special words left a sour taste in my mouth, but I forced a laugh.

“I don’t sound like that, asshole,” Max flipped off his teammate before exiting the locker room. “Sorry about that. It was call your girlfriend time and they were riding my ass.”

“It’s okay,” I said, disappointment squeezing my chest. “I love talking to you.”

“You’re wearing my jersey,” he squinted at the screen with a grin.

“I was watching the game while I was building the website I was working on,” I confessed. “I wanted to support you.”

“Thank you,” his sweet smile made my insides melt. “And thank you for the cookies. The guys loved it on the bus. Dex wanted to know if you can make weed cookies.”

I chuckled as I laid down on my bed and propped him up on the phone. “Can’t say I tried but I can.”

“No need, he’s chill enough without them.” Max stretched out as he took a seat on the still empty bus. “I hate sleeping on the bus.”

“How long is the drive back?” I asked looking at the clock. It was almost midnight.

“Should be there in three hours, and I much rather sleep in my own bed then wake up early to drive back,” he forced a grin but I was his eyes growing heavy as the adrenalin left his body.

“You played very well,” I complimented him. “I saw your two goal assists. They were amazing.”

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