Page 17 of The Game Changer

Johnathan

“Do you want to stay the night?” I roll over and ask Jill as I pull her back against my side. I just made her come again while buried deep inside her. I don’t think I can move until morning after the last few hours we’ve had in this bed.

“I didn’t have any plans of leaving now, unless you’re kicking me out.” I can hear the question in her statement.

“Definitely not kicking you out,” I assure her, dropping a kiss to the crown of her head.

She snuggles in a little tighter and I spoon around her, holding her as close as I can possibly get her before sleep finally claims the both of us.

I wake up, a shriek of some foreign alarm going off somewhere in my condo.

“What the fuck is that?” I groggily ask as Jill stirs next to me.

“Crap, what time is it?” she asks, jumping out of bed. I look at my nightstand and the clock reads seven-forty-five. “I’m going to be late for work,” she says, running out of the room, still naked from last night, in search of her phone.

“Hello,” I hear her say a little frantically. “I’ll be there as soon as I can, I overslept.”

I slide out of bed, stretching my well-used muscles. I snag a clean pair of boxers from my dresser along with a pair of basketball shorts. I have both on when she comes back in the room, frantically looking around for her clothes from last night.

“I can’t believe I didn’t set an alarm last night,” she says under her breath as she almost falls over trying to pull on her thong.

“Slow down, rushing and hurting yourself isn’t going to get you to the office any faster. Go take a shower and I’ll make you some coffee and a quick breakfast that you can take with you. It will make you feel better.”

“I don’t know,” she starts to say, worrying that bottom lip between her teeth. I close the distance between us, cupping her cheek and pulling that lip from her grasp.

“Trust me, you’ll feel better once you’re clean and refreshed. I’m sure I’ve got a spare toothbrush around, as well, and I’ve even got some girly shampoo around for when my sister visits.”

“Okay. And actually, would you be willing to run down to my car? I packed an overnight bag, just never got the chance to go grab it, so I have clean clothes and my things with me.”

“Sure can,” I tell her, dropping a chaste kiss on her lips. I can already see the stress leaving her body. She turns and heads for my bathroom and I pull on a T-shirt and slip on some sandals to run out to her car. I grab her keys from the counter where she set them down last night. I easily find her car and the bag sitting on her front passenger seat.

Once back up in my condo, I drop the bag on my bed then head to the bathroom, knocking twice on the door before I just barge in. I might have been inside Jill multiple times last night, but that doesn’t mean I have the right to just walk in on her.

“Come in,” I hear her call out. I open the door and a billow of steam hits me in the face.

“Are you going to burn your skin off in there?” I tease her.

“Nope, but I do have to say, you have an amazing shower.”

“It is pretty sweet,” I agree with her. “Do you need anything from your bag in here?” I remember to ask, seeing as that is why I came in here while she’s wet and naked in my shower without me. I know I have to stay out, seeing as she’s already late and I told her I’d make her something to take with her to eat on the way to work.

“Just inside my bag is a toiletries bag, can you set that on the counter for me please?”

“Sure, and any requests for food?”

“Nope,” she answers over the sounds of water rushing off her body and hitting the tile floor.

I do as she asked and set the bag on the bathroom counter before I make my way out to the kitchen. I pull out a small skillet and make some eggs that I can fold up to place on a breakfast sandwich. I heat up a few slices of ham, adding both, along with some cheese to a bagel to round everything out.

Just as I’m finishing assembling the bagel sandwich, the coffee pot stops brewing, so I pull out a to-go mug, filling it most of the way up. Realizing I don’t exactly know how she takes her coffee, I leave room in case she needs it for creamer.

I head into the bedroom, stopping at the door frame as I watch Jill pull on her scrubs. They aren’t the normal boxy, one size fits most, like you see nurses and doctors in hospitals wearing, but these ones are a little more form fitting and have her company’s logo embroidered above the left breast. She’s beautiful in anything I’ve seen her wear, and that includes her scrubs. She’s got on minimal makeup and her dark hair is pulled back up and out of her face.

“I’ve got a bagel sandwich ready, as well as a mug of coffee. I didn’t know if you’d want cream, so there’s room for that if you need it.”

“You’re a lifesaver. Thank you. And you were right, I feel human again now that I’ve showered,” she says, closing the distance between us. She pushes up on her toes when she reaches me, dropping a quick peck on my lips. I snake an arm around her waist, pulling her against me for a little deeper kiss.

“I’ve got to go,” she says, pushing against my chest and reminding me that we can’t make this a lazy morning.

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