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“God.”

Thrust.

“Fucking.”

Thrust.

“Dammit.”

Thrust.

On the final thrust, he stills, filling me with his release and groaning into my neck.

We both take a minute to catch our breath.

“Well,” I say with a light laugh. “After fucking me like that, you better do damn good today.”

Cole chuckles, wrapping his arms around the front of my waist. “Just wait, baby. This is going to be the best game of my career.”

With his confidence, it just might be.

forty-seven

Rory

Cole and I makesure we leave the conference room separately since we can’t be sure we won’t run into somebody. Since he needs to get back to the clubhouse, he leaves first. I wait about five minutes before I leave myself to make sure there’s enough time between our exits that no one will tie us together.

And thank fuck I do because as soon as I turn into the hall leading back to Lucia’s office, I run right into my dad.

Like, run into him.

We both stumble, but he catches me before I fall and helps me stand up straight.

“Hey, Dad,” I say warily, brushing myself off. “Didn’t see you there.”

“Where have you been?” he asks. “I stopped by Lucia’s office, but you weren’t there.”

“Oh,” I reply nervously. “I was just walking around.”

“Without Sage?”

“Yes. She was sleeping, and I didn’t want to wake her up. I just needed some time to clear my head.”

“Why did you need to clear your head?”

I level him with a disbelieving look. “Why do you think, Dad? I haven’t seen you in three days for a reason.”

He sighs and shakes his head. “Are you really going to keep this up, Rory? You’re going to hide forever?”

“I’ll hide as long as I need to,” I say, defiantly crossing my arms. “I don’t want to be controlled.”

My dad pinches his brow in frustration. “I’m not controlling you. I’m looking out for you.”

“By controlling who can and can’t be with me. Do you not realize how shitty that is?”

“Why is this so important to you?”

“Because I want to control my own life!” I shout louder than I intended.

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