Page 67 of Dream Girl Drama

“I’ll be dead and buried before I stay away from you.”

“Likewise,” she whispered. “That’s why we’re in this mess.”

A blown-out breath. “Yeah.”

The fact that Sig didn’t immediately reassure her that said mess could be fixed caused Chloe’s stomach to turn inside out. This was bad. This was really, really bad.

“I’m going to send you an address. Have an Uber bring you there. It’s a twenty-minute ride. I just think... I don’t know. Let’s get some distance from your place. If you think someone is following you, turn around and go back.”

“Okay.” She climbed to her feet and started toward her bedroom, alarmed by the lack of sensation in her legs. The way her apartment suddenly looked like a foreign land. “What is the address for?”

“A hotel.” Those two gruff words caressed her ear. “There’s a guaranteed chance I’m about to make this situation worse, but I decided this morning that I was going to fuck you tonight, Chloe. There’s no going back. I need you underneath me so bad, my stomach is in knots right now. I need you more now that what we have is being threatened, okay? You walk into that hotel room, do it knowing you’re going to end the night moaning my fucking name.”

She paused out of necessity on the threshold of her bedroom, her whole body racked with a hot shiver. “I want that. I’ve wanted that for six months.”

“Get here, then.Get to me.” Traffic whirred on his end of the line, the revving engine of his truck. “I’m going to make sure you’re okay first, baby. But I can’t keep going like this. No more. Everything aches for you.”

Had she ever heard him this raw and honest before?

Is this what he’d been holding back?

Sig had always been wildly potent, butthisside of him?

Her Uber driver was going to wonder why she was sweating.

“I’ll be out the door in five minutes.” A snarfing noise almost caused Chloe to jump out of her skin. Pierre waded into her bedroom with a bored expression and plopped onto his hiney. “Oh! I’ll have to bring Pierre.”

“Jesus Christ.”

“Sig, you’re going to make him feel unwanted. Does the hotel allow dogs?”

“They’re going to tonight, whether they like it or not. I’m not accepting any delays.”

“See? Listen to you. You’re going to be a great Bearcats captain.”

He didn’t speak for so long, she started to worry, but before she could ask why he’d gone quiet, he spoke. “I’ll text you the room number.”

“Okay.” She rolled out a carry-on suitcase from her closet and heaved it one-handed onto the bed. “See you soon.”

A few seconds passed. “Fuck. I don’t want to get off the phone with you.”

“I don’t, either. But I’ll move faster if you’re not distracting me with your sexy voice.”

“You think my voice is sexy?”

“Yes! Have I never told you that?”

“No.” He paused. “What’s sexy about it?”

“Everything. It’s so deep and gruff. You make every word sound like its dripping in chocolate.” Cradling the phone between her ear and shoulder, Chloe retrieved her sexiest underwear, a nightshirt, and a change of clothes from her dresser, throwing them unceremoniously into the suitcase. “Do you thinkmyvoice is sexy?”

“The sexiest. Especially when it’s shouting obscenities at the refs.” He made a low noise. “I’m going to make it sound even better, though.”

Heat rolled slowly from her nipples to her core, tightening muscles along the way. “How are you going to do that?”

“By making you scream until it’s hoarse.”

“Off topic,” she whispered, openly shaking now, her skin flushed. “I might have to spend some time with my vibrator before I call that Uber.”

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