Page 128 of Secret Love

My headspace is getting better, slowly but surely, and now I want to do what I can to help my team.

Even if I’m not playing with them anymore, I’ll always care about what happens to them.

“How did it go?” Tru asks when I walk into the kitchen.

Stephanie walks in and waves at me happily.

“Hey, Stephanie. You two haven’t stopped cooking, have you?”

Stephanie turns and goes back to the garage, probably to grab something from the fridge out there.

“No, we missed you though,” Tru says, laughing. “We’ll let you pick up where you left off.” She winks, and I swat her backside.

We’ve been cooking a ton, getting ready for tomorrow.

“I’ll get right to it.” I nuzzle her neck until she squirms.

“What did Dr. Grinstead say?”

“That there’s still more inflammation than he’d like, but he’s glad my mobility is so much better.”

“You proved that last night when we had sex right here on this island,” she whispers, turning to kiss me. “And this morning when you had your way with me in the shower.”

“I loved every second of both of those times…but I also miss you being on top,” I say, kissing down her neck.

“We will revisit my top positions very soon,” she says.

“Since you don’t call me Mr. Football Player anymore, I’d like to put the nickname Oh, God, Right There into consideration.”

She giggles but then puts her hands in my hair and looks up at me.

“Does it make you sad that I don’t call you that anymore?”

“When you say my name with such heat in your voice, nothing else matters. You know I’m yours, right?”

“Yes. And I’m yours,” she says.

She stands on her tiptoes and I kiss her, only pulling back when I hear Stephanie coming in.

Later that night, we’re exploring more positions. I thrust deeply into her, dragging her thigh around my waist, when I turn and pull her on top of me.

“Fuck me like you mean it, tiny dancer.”

“I mean it, I mean it,” she pants.

“I love you so much,” I tell her.

“I love you too. It’s so good, Henley.”

“I know, baby. I want to spend the rest of my life doing this with you.”

”Oh, God, Right There, harder!” she cries.

I laugh, but it quickly turns into me groaning out her name as we both sail into oblivion together.

We did Friendsgiving last year at Weston’s and it’s become a tradition. I’m riding high in the gratitude department right now, and these people are the reason why.

Cassidy, Audrey, and Gracie are watching a movie with Becca and Sam. Caleb keeps going back and forth between the movie and seeing what we’re up to.

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