Page 122 of The Way We Score

Standing in Garrett’s apartment,I look out at the lights of the city. From this height, we can see the courtyard at Rockefeller Center, where people are ice skating and sitting at the café tables.

Garrett walks up behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders. “It’s a pretty good view, don’t you think?”

“It is.” Turning, I look up at him, a new fear bubbling in my chest. “Do you wish you were still here?”

His eyes are on the street below, and he frowns lightly. “No.”

“You don’t?” My eyes narrow, and I’m not sure if he’s saying what I want to hear.

“Two years ago, I probably would’ve said yes, but I’m really far away up here. I love my teammates, but I miss my family. I like being in Newhope.” His blue eyes lift to mine, and a half-smile curls his full lips. “I like being there with you.”

My chest aches with joy, and I step forward to hug my arms around his waist. He presses his lips to the top of my head, inhaling deeply, and it’s another rush of emotion through my body.

“I like being there with you.” My voice is quiet.

“You don’t miss being a high-powered lawyer in Birmingham?”

Exhaling a laugh, I shake my head. “No.” I step back, lifting my chin to meet his eyes once more. “I’m right where I want to be.”

He cups my cheeks, and our mouths unite. Lips part and our tongues curl together as heat surges in my lower body. Holding my hand, he leads me to the bedroom.

He takes a knee to remove my leggings and underwear. I’m about to take off my top when he rises, stopping me.

“We’ll keep the jersey on for now.” His voice is lusty, and hetakes my hand, leading me to a low dresser with a large mirror in front of it. “Put your hands here and don’t move.”

Lifting the jersey over my lower back, he squeezes my ass in his large hands, lifting and spreading before dropping to one knee and burying his face in my pussy.

His beard scuffs my inner thighs as he licks and sucks, and I almost lose my grip on the dresser when I come so hard. Rising fast, he slides his cock into my fluttering core, thrusting fast and hard while he holds the front of my neck.

“That’s it… Come on my cock, Cherry.” He kisses behind my ear, making me shriek and come harder. “Feels so good.”

I can’t stop with him behind me, and I start to lift my ass, pushing back against him. His head drops to my shoulder with another deep groan. A little more, and I feel him break inside me. Holding his body to mine, we sway forward and back as he finishes, wrapping my body in his strong arms.

Bonding us even closer, sealing our words with promises too deep to break.

28

Garrett

Liv is by my side as we step out into the brisk fall morning. I put my hand over hers, tucked in my arm, as we make our way south from my apartment to Fifth Avenue.

I haven’t told her where we’re going, because I’ve been trying to figure out how to get away with this since I looked up and saw her standing beside Maddy in the box at my game.

Seeing her there, wearing my jersey, waving and smiling after every play cemented what I want in my chest. My feelings for her couldn’t be more certain, and I have a plan. And I really don’t want to spoil it.

Dylan

You’re going to propose ON THE FIELD???

It’s a big risk, but I think she’ll say yes.

Dylan

I’m cryingrn

How can I get her a ring without her knowing?

Dylan

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