Her eyes drop to my lap. “Can I?—”
I grab a pillow, covering up my erection. “No.”
Her face flames. “Oh. I—wow. Okay.”
Averting her gaze, she tries to scurry away on all fours to the other side of the couch. The sight alone almost has me coming in my underwear. She’s killing me.
I grab her bare waist and pull her back down beside me.
“I didn’t mean it like that. Believe me. But this was about you. Not me. I don’t want you to feel like you owe me because I made you come.”
“Three times.” She holds up her fingers and wiggles them. “Three.”
I snatch her hand and pull it to my mouth, nipping at them. “Next time I’ll make it four. Maybe five if I’m feeling lucky.” I wink.
Her mouth falls open. “Five?”
“Mhm. I’ll make you count them.”
Standing, I stretch my arms above my head. I revel in the way she watches me. It’s not just blanket desire in her eyes. No, I swear that emotion is accompanied by something like admiration, maybe even—nope,not going there.
I hold out a hand to her. “We need to go to bed.”
“I don’t think I can move.”
I shrug. “No problem.” I haul her up and over my shoulder, eliciting a scream from her. Grinning at the response, I smack her ass, then I make my way for the stairs.
“Daire! Put me down!”
I do. On her bed.
I give myself a solid ten seconds to admire her lying on her bed naked, cheeks flushed from the orgasms thatIgave her when no other guy could.
She scowls up at me. “Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face, Hendricks.”
My smile only grows as my heart pounds harder in my chest. “You’re welcome,Mrs.Hendricks.”
Before she can retort, I walk out and close her door. A pillow hits it with a soft thud a second later.
It’s late, but there’s no way I’m going to sleep until I’ve had an extra-long shower.
Next time, I told Rosie.
Because there will be a next time. And a time after that.
And maybe, if we let ourselves, a forever.
22
ROSIE
After the waythe last game went, I’m not exactly keen to attend another.
But when Daire pulled the puppy dog eyes on me and asked me to come, I was a goner. It’s the team’s last game before winter break. They’ve been playing well. Amazingly, really. They have a chance to make it all the way to the Frozen Four if they keep this up. It’d be an incredible way to end Daire’s senior year as well as his hockey career, since he doesn’t plan to continue beyondcollege.
Once I’m finished with my makeup, I fix my hair into a braid.
Bertie was apprehensive when I asked her—and she’s been tight-lipped about whatever is going on with her and Luke—but I didn’t give her an opportunity to say no. Besides, I don’t think she’d let me face those catty girls alone.