Page 90 of Fear of Falling

“Thank you.” I nudged her leg in return.

“Always.”

The Knights won 3-1.Bryton scored the winning goal, which made Mila scream like a banshee at the television. Even though I knew it would be a while before Wyatt would see it, I sent him a congratulatory text.

The girls only stayed a little longer, since we all had work in the morning. I’d barely shut the door when texts flooded our Girl Group chat. It was nice to see Mila already fitting perfectly.

It was nearing 10 o’clock and I was already in bed in my pajamas, face glowing from the night mask I’d put on. My laptop was balanced on my thighs as I went through my camera’s SIM card. I was in the middle of editing a picture when my phone buzzed beside me.

Catching sight of the name I instantly answered, putting it on speaker as I pushed my laptop to the side.

“Hey you.”Wyatt’s voice filtered through the phone, making me smile.

“Hey. Congratulations on the win.” Having Wyatt playing like his old self had reignited the team’s fire. It was amazing to see. “The Knights looked good today!”

“Thanks. We played pretty well.”I could hear him shuffling on the other side of the phone. “Another win definitely gives us a boost.”

I settled back against my pillows as he talked about the game. I was more than happy to listen to him. It was like what he’d said to me in the elevator—if you’re passionate about something, you should talk about it.

Fortunately, I could listen to him talk about hockey for hours. The passion in his voice made it evident how much he loved what he did. To me, it sounded like he felt like his old self for the first time in a while. The change in him since our meeting in the elevator was clear.

“How was your day?”Wyatt asked after a moment.

“It was good. Busy as usual, but I’m scheduling to meet up with Rick for the food truck article next week.”

“Bet he is excited about that.”

“He already offered me free food,” I laughed.

“Think I can get in on that deal?”

“Hmm I don’t know, I think Rick likes me more,” I teased.

“I want to disagree, but I think you’re right. I’ve been replaced.”He shuffled once more on the other side of the phone. “What are you up to tonight?”

“The girls came over to watch the game, but they left a little while ago. Now I’m just lying in bed going through some photos for work. What about you? Are you going out with the team to celebrate?”

“I’d rather stay in and talk to you.”His response made my heart sputter. “Plus, I’m rooming with Trevor, so I’ll have the place to myself for a bit.”

“All to yourself. What will you do?”

He was quiet for a moment before he answered, his voice low. “Want me to lie or do you want the real answer?”

My thighs pressed together at the change in his voice. That was all it took to turn me on.

“Real.”

Wyatt didn’t even hesitate to answer. “I’ll be laying here thinking about how good your pussy tasted.”

My mouth fell open in surprise, my pussy tingling at his words. I don’t know what I’d expected him to say, but it wasn’tthat. My cheeks flushed and I was grateful Wyatt couldn’t see me.

“Fuck.” I muttered shifting beneath my sheets as the image of him between my thighs came to mind.

The man sure is talented with his tongue.

“Would be better if I was there,”he said.

“W-what would you do if you were here?” I asked, swallowing thickly. I wasn’t the most confident or experienced when it came to dirty talk, and for some reason, doing it over the phone made me even shyer. But I liked how Wyatt pushed me out of my comfort zone.

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