Page 6 of Flip the Field
I didn’t answer him right away. I scanned the room again and there he was. Brady and his piercing dark eyes stared into me. He leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets.
Duncan turned my chin back toward him. “Who are you seeing?”
“Him,” I motioned with my head toward Brady.
“You’ve got to be shitting me.”
Brady stepped off the wall. His eyes narrowed.
“Yeah,” I shrugged. “So, as you can see, I’m no longer available. But thanks for thinking of me.” I didn’t wait for his response.
I walked right up to Brady and stopped. I leaned in and inhaled. His scent made my stomach flip. It wasn’t cologne or cheap beer. It was all man. He squinted at me, but we were so close, there was no way he could have seen the panic in my eyes. Was I really going to do this? Kiss a stranger, in front of everyone?
“Amerie?” Duncan pleaded from behind me. That sealed it for me.
I leaned in and placed my lips on Brady’s. I had to stand on my tiptoes to reach him. He was not going to meet me halfway. I grabbed him around the neck and pulled him closer. I could feel his eyes on me. The music rang loud in my ears. Brady stiffened and grunted as my lips moved across his.
The ridiculousness of the situation entered my brain and I cringed on the inside. Brady’s hands lifted and I waited for them to push me away.
But they didn’t.
He placed them on my waist and squeezed. His tongue snaked out and licked my top lip and the noise faded away. I dropped back down onto flat feet as he leaned into the kiss. I opened my mouth to explain, but when I did, his tongue slid in. A soft moan escaped my lips and my entire body shuddered. My hands had slid down to his chest.
Wow, he has a nice chest.
I squeezed his pec and slid my hand down further.
Brady tilted his head and deepened the kiss. I pressed my body into his. He was solid everywhere. My core pulsed with need. I’d never been kissed like that before.
Brady wrapped his arm around me and held me to him. It was like we were the only two people in the world.
“Amerie Clinton.” Duncan grunted.
Brady broke off the kiss and stepped back.
I exhaled and lifted my head to look at Brady.
The expression waiting for me was not of a man who’d shared an amazing kiss. Instead of waiting to explain myself, I did what I always did when it came to men or anything I had no control over: I ran.
