Page 80 of Finding the Forward: Part One
Grif took the phone from me. “That was a lot of fun. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight. You two were perfect. Snuggle Lucky for me.” She waved.
Grif ended the call and sighed, shoulders slumping. “I wish she was here.”
Me, too.
“What was that?” Jonas’ eyebrows rose as he came in and sat on the bed.
“Oh, hi, Jonas. Just us messing around with Verity.” Grif leaned into him.
“I see. Did you like it?” Jonas looked at me as he put his arms around the both of us. His mossy scent tinged with arousal.
“Oh, I did. Alpha, won’t you join us? As fun as that was, I’d like some more. Perhaps you can rail me while I suck Grif off?” I met my husband’s gaze, which smoldered with need as I grabbed Grif’s hard cock.
A growl filled the room as Jonas pounced. “Always.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Verity
“Catch.” Mercy threw a spicy cheese puff at Kaiko, who caught it in her mouth. Jack cheered them on. Sonny caught everything on his phone for the Maimers’ socials.
We’d been sitting in the airport for hours, waiting for our plane to be fixed. Because this was something just for the rookies, we were flying commercial instead of taking the Maimers’ plane.
Being so behind schedule for the very busy Rookie Smashdown weekend made me anxious.
Yesterday had been Gratitude Day: a day where friends and families gathered together to share in each other’s company and give thanks for what they had. I’d always liked the harvestfestival. Usually, our house was full of students with no place to go.
This year, I was the student with no place to go.
Well, that wasn’t true. Rusty had invited us over. Other Maimers had been there, too. I’d brought homemade biscuits, cake pops shaped like pumpkins, and sweet potato pie with leaf cutouts on the crust.
Last night, Mercy’s friends came over and I’d taught them to fry chicken and we played board games until way too late.
Okay, I’d talked to Grif on the phone until way too late. Grif and the guys had gone to AJ’s sister’s farm. I love the pictures of the baby mini cows with adorable little girls that I presumed were AJ’s nieces.
So, here I was. Tired, cranky, and stressed.
My phone kept going off, distracting me from the paper I needed to finish. Finals were in a couple of weeks, and I had a lot to do before winter break.
The Maimers’ assistant coach paced in the corner, talking angrily on her phone. Finally, she hung up. “Come on, team.”
Without argument, everyone grabbed their gear and followed her through the airport. Their assistant coach was a former crusher for the Boston Blockingjays and had grown up in a military family. One didn’t argue with her.
She walked fast and had presence, as people parted for her and the three rookies in matching Maimers’ tracksuits. Sonny and one of the assistant trainers in their team polos, and me in my Team Mom sweatshirt, struggled to keep up with them.
We marched out to a tram with our checked luggage already on board. My breath came out in little frozen puffs in the late November air, and snow dusted the ground.
Burrr. I should have brought a heavier coat. But it wouldn’t be this cold in Glitter City.
The tram took us to the private part of the airport. A large jet with the Knights' logo sat on the tarmac.
“Quick, let’s get your stuff on the plane,” Coach said as the players handed off their luggage to the waiting person in the orange vest.
“We’re stealing the Knight’s plane?” Kaiko appraised the jet as she popped her gum.
“I think the Knights are on it,” I replied. They hadn’t left yet? I knew they were playing the Rollers tonight, then going on to another game before returning to New York.
