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“She didn’t tell me.” Hurt strikes my chest.Was she planning on telling me at all?
“Well, Bud, she was more worried about making sure you were okay than telling you about the date and me that it wasn’t going to happen.”
“I’m not your Bud.”
“Alright, man. Sorry.” He defensively waves his hands.
“You really want to date Enid?” I ask again; I can try for my sister, but there's no way I'm not going to get anything out of this.
“I do. I’d also like to get to know you better because you mean a lot to her. I think you’re pretty cool, too.” He’s just sucking up, he doesn't mean that.
“If you want to date my sister, then you have to do something for me before I’ll let it fly,” I say casually, crossing my arms again.
“Anything.”
“I want to go to a game, sit behind the box, and meet Maverick Hart after a practice or something.” No way will he be able to make that happen. Maverick despises him; I could see it on his face when Conrad got traded, and they broke the news during a press conference.
Checkmate, Hotshot.
“Done.”
“Done?” I narrow my eyes at him.
“Yep, I can make that happen.” He smiles at me. “Let’s get back inside.”
Chapter 10
Enid
When I roll over to snuggle back into Conrad’s arms, I find that he’s not in my bed anymore. Quickly, I throw on the hoodie he had in his gym bag and step outside of my room. Mace is walking down the hallway and smiles at me before stepping into the bathroom, and I hear the shower turn on. Conrad follows behind Mace through the open front door and closes and locks it behind him.
“What was that about?” I ask as I stride down the hallway toward him. He meets me halfway, wraps his arms around me, and kisses the top of my head. I melt into his touch, the comfort and warmth.
“He asked me why I was here, so we went outside and talked for a bit.” He says into my hair,
“How did you sleep, Bubbles?”
“So good, thanks to you. Did he give you his permission to date me?”
“I slept better than I have in a while as well. He did on one condition, of course.” He laughs lightly, pulling back to look down into my eyes.
“What would that condition be, Hotshot?” Genuinely curious about what my preteen brother is trying to get from Conrad.
“Have to get y’all tickets to a game. Plus, he wants to meet Hart. Your little shit of a brother thinks that I can’t get him to meet Maverick after practice because Maverick and I used to not get along. The jokes on him though, Maverick and I are friends now and he knows all about the girl I’ve been pursuing and her shithead younger brother who for some reason is his biggest fan and not mine.”
“Better make it happen, Hoyer. You owe me a date.” I smile, and the one he gives me back about knocks me off my feet.
“I plan to deliver, Enid,” Conrad whispers low and huskily. Checking over my shoulder, he claims my lips again, this time more possessively. One of hishands finds my waist while the other tangles into my hair before he turns and presses me against the front door.
“We have a few minutes.” I gasp, while a mix of moans and gasps leaves my lips as he sucks lightly at the base of my neck.
“Not enough. Don’t worry, Bubbles. I’ll make it worth the wait.” He punctuates his words with a squeeze at my waist.
“I know. This will have to do for now.” I pull his face back to mine, pushing my tongue into his mouth, touching him wherever I can. White, hot, need burning through my core and with the way his cock strains between us, he’s feeling the same way.
“I’m going to need to get you alone. Sooner rather than later.” He groans, gently pushing his cock against me once more, just as the bathroom door clicks open and he backs away.
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