Page 51 of His Team

We haven’t spoken since the afternoon when he threw me out. I learned from my mama that Caleb did, in fact, have a seizure, so I can’t blame Cam for not speaking to me. Once again, I fucked up.

When I saw we weren’t going to make it through to the resort the next morning, I knew it was only going to get worse. I texted Cam to see if he wanted to spend Christmas Eve together since our families were out of our reach, but he didn’t bother answering me back.

“Why the long face? Santa didn’t bring you what you wanted?”

I look up into the pretty honey-brown eyes of JR. He has his curls pulled back off his face, showing off his clean edges. He smiles down at me and his entire face lights up with it.

He has such a beautiful smile. Flashes of him smiling up at me as I rode his dick fill my head. I clear my throat as if that will clear my mind.

“I wouldn’t know what Santa brought me. All my gifts are at a resort I never made it to,” I reply.

“Wow, that’s messed up.”

“It’s my own fault. I ruined everyone’s Christmas this year.”

“Really? Come on, you sure you’re not being too hard on yourself?” He sits next to me and bumps me with his shoulder.

“Nope, not at all. It was me. I did it. I meant well, but my actions were selfish.”

“Is that why you’re over here all by yourself? Cam didn’t come out with you tonight?”

“He had tickets to a basketball game. I’m sure that’s where he is. Or maybe not. I don’t know if he still went alone. Caleb couldn’t go with him.”

“He didn’t want to take you instead?”

“I told him I didn’t want to go when he first got the tickets. I don’t mind cheering at a game, but I’m not big on sitting in a box to watch one.”

“Are you going to feel that way about watching me play one day?”

I groan. “Please don’t ask me to come. I’m already trying to put on a brave face to go to Cam and Cal’s baseball games and they’re not even in the majors yet.”

“Does Cam know how much you hate going to games?”

I laugh. “God no, are you kidding me. I’m never going to tell him either.”

“Well, I guess asking you to come out to Louisiana to see me play is out.”

“Why would you want that? I barely answer your calls. Aren’t you tired of trying with me?”

He leans into my ear. “Kayleen, I still think about you sucking my dick before you hopped back on it to ride me. That night was amazing. When I think of you, I can still feel you around me.

“No, I’m not tired of trying. One of these days you’re going to look up and see you have all you want right here. When that day comes, I’ll be waiting.”

I bite my lip as I look into his eyes. I won’t lie and say I haven’t thought about that night. I spent a lot of time thinking about it before Cam and I got back together. The guilt just wouldn’t allow my mind to linger.

“This is wrong. You and Cam are friends. We can’t hook up again,” I breathe.

“Your lips are saying one thing while your eyes are saying another. Cam is a friend. If I didn’t feel so strongly about you, I would back off.

“However, I know we’re meant to be together more than you and Cam are. You guys have this thing between you because you grew up together. It’s a friendship, I respect that, but what you and I have is something more.”

“What makes you so sure of that?”

He leans in and takes my lips. Butterflies take off in my belly. I should pull away, but I don’t. Instead, I open my mouth for his tongue to enter.

He groans and cups my face. It does feel different, which makes me confused. How can I love someone but want to sleep with someone else?

“Stop thinking so much, Kay. Go with your feelings. What do you want?” he says against my lips.