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Valentina: I hate you.
Kaden: No, baby. You’re just trying not to admit how bad you want me. Now finish your call and send me the picture of your cunt with that vibrator inside you.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kaden: I need another picture of your tits.
Valentina: I refuse to keep sending you pictures of me.
Kaden: Then jump on a call so I can see you fuck yourself. Knowing that you do that every morning thinking about my cock has me semi-hard all day long, and let me tell you that’s not good while I’m training—or playing.
Valentina: You’re blaming me for throwing off your game?
Kaden: If you’ve watched, I’ve done a great fucking job.
Valentina: I have been watching—no penalties, no fights with your teammates or the opposing team. Look who’s being good. Are you wanting a prize?
Kaden: I don’t want a prize, baby. I want you. And I want to see you come undone for me.
Valentina: Not happening.
Kaden: Then I’ll settle for another picture. Send me one of you on your knees, tits bare, fingers in that pussy—showing me exactly how much you need me.
Valentina: You’re out of your mind.
Kaden: No, I’m fucking desperate, Val. You’ve been teasing me without even trying. I’ve been semi-hard all goddamn day, thinking about those gorgeous tits of yours bouncing while I pin you down and take you apart.
Valentina: I told you, I’m not sending anything. I’m at my parent’s house, in Maple Ridge.
Kaden: Where is that?
Valentina: It’s a small town close to Vermont. Very quirky, picturesque and all that. Imagine a holiday postcard but in real life. That’s where I’m from.
Kaden: Is that why your last name is Holiday?
Valentina: No, actually my father’s side of the family is from New York. Mom’s is the one that have roots in Maple Ridge.
Kaden: So the last name is real, not some made up shit?
Valentina: No made up shit. I don’t love it. It’s ridiculous to be named Valentina Heart Holiday.
Kaden: Are you serious?
Valentina: As a heart attack (pun intended).
Kaden: Why would they name you that?
Valentina: I was born in February, close to Valentine’s day. My sister Noelle was born the day after Christmas, hence Noelle.
Kaden: That’s strange, funny, and . . . endearing.
Valentina: I changed the last name when I got married but during the divorce, Steve claimed he needed his fucking last name back. As if that was so important. I know it was to screw me.
Kaden: Have I mentioned your ex is an asshole?
Valentina: A few times.
Kaden: What happened again?
