Page 78 of Despite It All
I shake my head. “I think we’re going to baseball.”
Jett
We pull into the Maverick’s stadium, and Stevie’s over the moon excited. Hell, so am I. I get to show off my girls.
It only took the car ride over for Stevie to wrap Adam around her finger. Wyla gets her unbuckled and themoment her feet hit the sidewalk she yells for Adam. “I bet I can beat you to the door.”
Adam laughs. “In your dreams kid, you’re probably just as slow as your old man.”
“I’m not old. Go on, Stevie, make him eat his words.” I give her a little nudge and she takes off.
Adam follows behind her taunting that he’ll catch her, and she squeals as she tries to run faster.
Wyla’s scrunch nose smile graces her face as she watches them. She shuts the car door and before she can walk away I step in front of her, walking her ass back up against the vehicle.
She bites her bottom lip. “What are you doing?”
“I haven’t kissed you in hours, and it’s killing me.” I wrap one arm around her waist and the other behind her head so I can press her back into the car a little more comfortably then kiss her hard.
I know I’m on borrowed time here, but I want to remind her how much I fucking crave her. I could feel worries creeping their way in when Adam mentioned me playing again, and my girl can worry about other things if she wants but she will not worry about me or question how fucking important she is to me either.
Wyla lets out a moan, and hell if I’m not tempted to throw her in this car to rip her clothes off. Another moan slips from her lips… “Fuck me.”
“Later, babe,” Wyla says as she presses her hands against my chest.
I didn’t even realize I said it out loud but definitely not mad about it. “That’s for damn sure.”
Wyla lets those damn dimples show, and I can’t help but lean in for another lingering kiss. She gives in for a minute then pushes me back again.
“Still insatiable, I see.”
“For you? Always.”
We make our way to the front, and find Stevie inside taunting Adam as he lays on the floor.
“What happened here?” Wyla asks.
“I won!” Stevie bounces up and down giggling.
“She’s so fast, I passed out trying to catch up with her.” Adam fake pants, and Stevie laughs harder. “Are you laughing at me?” Adam pretends to grab her, and she squeals as she races straight to me.
“Protect me, Daddy.” She laughs, and my heart nearly explodes. I scoop her up and her arms wrap around my neck for a hug.
They can never leave. Fuck. I can’t not have them withme all the time.
Adam stands back up. “Alright, I give up. I won’t get you anymore, Stevie.”
Stevie loosens her grip. “You promise?”
“I promise.” Adam holds out his pinky and Stevie wraps her whole hand around it. “Close enough.”
I check my phone and realize we still have about half an hour before practice officially starts. “Hey, why don’t you let us get changed, then we can go out on the field a little bit?”
“Yay!” Stevie wiggles out of my arms. “Let’s do that!”
Stevie takes off in the first direction she sees and we have to reign her back in. “Wrong way, Little Bee.”
After a lot of course correction, we make it to the locker room, and Wyla decides to take Stevie to the bathroom a little further down the hall while we change. I don’t usually keep my stuff here all the time but since I bailed on the last game in Texas to sneak off to see Wyla, Adam brought back some of my stuff and left it here.
