Page 124 of What If I Knew You

And?

Bodhi

You chose a ballgown type of dress and not a skintight number. Why? Would it have anything to do with how high up that slit goes? The ease of which I could steal a quick touch. How long would it take for me to reach the luxurious spot between your thighs?

Me

Guess that depends on how fast you are…

Bodhi

I’d give anything to have my fingers inside that sweet pussy for just ten seconds. If only you were sitting next to me right now. I’d do it right under the table and everyone around us would be none the wiser.

Me

My face is flushing.

Bodhi

I see that.

“Corrigan, are you alright?” My father touches my arm as it rests on the table but I flinch at the contact, having gotten a little too carried away with Bodhi’s texts. Storing my phone back inside the pocket of my gown, I push back from the table and stand.

“Yes. I’m perfectly fine.” I laugh nervously, patting my cheeks. “I think just a little too much wine. It makes my face flush. I think I’ll just run to the restroom quickly before the auction starts.” I glance around the table and pass everyone a friendly smile. “Can I bring anyone anything upon my return? Another drink? More dessert?”

Everyone shakes their heads so I excuse myself and move toward the restrooms. When I open the bathroom door, I’m practically assaulted by none other than Ella, Scarlett, and all the Red Tails WAGs.

“Corrigan!” Ella smiles and claps her hands. She rushes over to me and claps her hands on my shoulders. “Oh, my gosh, your cheeks are pretty pink. Are you okay?”

Blushing again, I nod and head right for the sink where I sprinkle a little water on my face. “Yeah uh…” A nervous laugh escapes me again. “Was just texting with Bodhi.”

Scarlett pulls a cloth towel from the sink—because this hotel is fancy—for me to blot my face. “Oh man. Let me tell you, that guy is so smitten by you. He’s done nothing but talk about you all night.”

“Oooh so this is the lovely girl of Bodhi’s dreams, huh?” Carissa Nelson asks, taking me in with a smirk. She offers me her hand and introduces herself even though I already know who she is. “I’m Carissa Nelson, Colby’s wife. And Scarlett is right.Bodhi has been talking about his girl,” she says using quote fingers, “all evening.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Carissa. I’m Corrigan Hicks.”

“Hicks?” she repeats.

“Remember Carissa?” Charlee Landric nudges her. “Corrigan is the one I told you about. She’s Coach Hicks’ daughter.”

“Oooh right!” Carissa exclaims. “Shit, I’m so sorry. My brain has been so foggy lately.”

“Pregnancy brain, am I right?” Tatum Foster laughs as Rory Malone steps out of the bathroom stall looking nearly ready to pop. “Can one hundred percent commiserate. Pregnancy brain is a thing.”

“Hi Corrigan, I’m Kinsley Shay. Quinton’s wife. Pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise.”

“So Bodhi Roche, huh?”

“Yeah.” I nod. “Isn’t he the sweetest?”

“You tell us!” She laughs. “Because we’ve always heard that he’s a bit of a player and a kind of self-proclaimed superstar on the ice. Kudos to you for changing the kid.”

“Oh, he’s totally not the guy you all probably heard about. Trust me, I heard the same. All those articles and vlogs about the amount of women he’s had or the shit he does on the ice is totally not true. Well, I mean the way he plays may have been true. I wouldn’t really know. I was overseas working for several years so I didn’t know a ton about him until my dad hired him.”

“So, is that how you met then? Through your dad?”

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