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“So I did.”
“And? Are you feeling alright after all that sport?” he grins.
“I’m feeling just fine, thank you.” He sucks on his smile and my heart melts into a puddle. Playing it cool is virtually impossible when he looks at me like this.
“Did you like it?”
“Well, there was this incredible point guard on the home team. Amazing ball handling skills, sweet ass, sexy as fuck,” I say, delighting at the way JT’s cheeks flush.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Actually, I was kind of hoping he might want to come home with me tonight,” I drop. JT’s gaze darkens before his attention falls to my mouth. Background noise falls away until there’s nobody else in the room but us. Our little moment breaks as soon as his ostentatious cousin comes out of the locker room.
“Dukes for the win,” Trey crows, Kye and Marco trailing behind him, pumped up from the game. Trey’s eyes immediately zero in on where I stand beside his cousin. He cocks his head as he steps towards us.
“You coming out with us, JT?” he asks. “After party at Kye’s.”
“Um, actually I kind of have plans,” JT says, obviously not used to saying no to his cousin.
“You do?” Trey asks, eyes pinging between me and JT.
“Yeah.” He stands a little taller.
“You sure?” Trey presses. I can feel the eyes of the others on us, no doubt wondering what I am doing here at the game, but I don’t really care what they think of me. I never have before and I’m not going to start now.
“I’m sure.”
“Okay then,” Trey says backing away from us. I hear the girls asking whether JT is coming but Trey fobs them off as they head for the carpark, leaving me alone with the boy I came here to see.
“Ready to go?” I ask.
“Yep,” he grins. I take his sports bag from him and drape it over my shoulder before gesturing for him to lead the way. I don’t miss his pleased smile and I lock that away for further note as we head towards my car, my Friday night suddenly looking a hell of a lot more interesting.
CHAPTER 16
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I’m nervous as Quinn drives us home. I know why but I’m not dwelling on the reasons right now. I’m just so excited that Quinn showed up for one of my games that I hardly know what to do with myself.
No one shows up for me. Well, that’s not entirely true. Trey’s family are at nearly every game—my uncle, aunt and two younger cousins, Bethany and Archie. Our grandparents make most of our home games too, but they are not there for me alone as they’ve been coming out to watch Trey for years. Quinn feels like my own special person and I am almost giddy with happiness.
He looks way too classy for our school basketball match in that sexy woollen coat and dark pants, but I am here for it. I love the way he dresses.
The last few weeks have been such a whirlwind—hiding my feelings from everyone but Quinn. Hiding away from my parents. Stealing every possible moment I can get with Quinn. Even though that means I still have to complete my punishment for missing dinner last night. I knew I was going to be in trouble for that but there was no way I was missing out on staying for dinner with Quinn and his mum. It was worth it.
Quinn’s house is dark as he pulls up into the driveway and I wait as he opens the front door for us. He switches on the hallway light and waits for me to step inside.
“Is it just us?” I ask. Butterflies flock to my stomach.
“Just us,” Quinn affirms, shooting that gaze my way. The one that makes me want to melt into lava. “Want to come upstairs with me?”
“So much yes,” I all but whimper. He smiles as he reaches down and takes my hand, pulling me up the stairs behind him. We’re already kissing by the time he closes his bedroom door behind us, and I know that tonight is going to be different. I have never felt so much need for another person before, so much want, so much everything. Quinn makes me feel things I have never felt before.
We kick off our shoes and Quinn backs me onto the bed. I go willingly, yielding control to him. I can’t get enough of him, of his kisses or his touches. I love the feel of his tongue in my mouth, I love the way he takes control of me, the way he presses his body on top of mine as we kiss, and he sends me wild.
I can feel the hard outline of him pressed against me and I hope so much that nothing derails us from going further tonight. I haven’t been able to sleep thinking about this, thinking about taking things further. I know Quinn has been all aboard the slow down train, but I am so done with that business.
I’m just about to start begging when Quinn suddenly reaches between us for the hem of my shirt and lifts it up over my head.Yes!This is more like it, actual action, actual skin on skin contact. I reach for his shirt and we both haul it off together. His chest feels incredible against mine—smooth and warm and firm.
