Page 36 of Buried Treasure
Chapter 12
Andy came out of Sydney's bathroom to find her gone despite the fact that he had just left her naked and sprawled on her bed only five minutes earlier. He grabbed his boxer briefs and jeans off the floor and pulled them on before trying to find his shirt and failing.
He wandered out into the living room to see Sydney in her kitchen making coffee, wearing a pair of black lace underwear that was barely covered by his gray shirt hanging on her body. He stared at Sydney's back as she stood in front of the coffee maker, rocking from one foot to the other while she waited for the coffee to brew. If he hadn't needed his shirt back, he would've let her keep it just so he could see her like this all the time. Andy lightly cleared his throat to get her attention, and she turned to smile at him.
"Good morning," she said. "I hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt."
"You look good in it." He walked over to her and pressed himself against her back, his hand wandering up her thigh as he kissed her neck. "But I need that back," he muttered.
"That can be arranged," she said teasingly.
He hummed against her warm skin, his mind wandering to what that could mean, before heading to the living room to get his shoes and socks.
"You want coffee?" she yelled over at him.
"I have to go actually," he called back. "Game day."
He could hear her moving around in the kitchen, opening cupboards and moving cups around.
"What do you like in your coffee?"
"Two sugars." He nabbed his phone off Sydney's coffee table to check the time before sliding it into his pocket. "But as much as I really want to stay, I have to get to work."
"That's fine." Sydney walked over with a Detroit Pirates travel mug and handed it to him. "Coffee to go."
He stood up and grabbed it from her, gently laying it down on her end table. Then Andy's arm snaked around her waist and pulled her close for a passionate kiss, her lips plump and sweet and warm against his. He hummed in approval, and Sydney pulled back to smile at him.
"You have to go, don't you?"
"I have to go," he said quietly. "Ryan said he's coming to the game tonight and you may be there with him."
"Maybe. I don't know if I want to go out in public like that yet."
He nodded in understanding. "Well, it would be nice to have you there if you decide to come."
She looked up at him and gave him a warm smile before pushing herself away from him, leaving him cold without her. Then she pulled off his shirt. Thankfully, Andy was too surprised to react to her bare breasts in front of him before she wrapped an arm around herself to cover them up while holding out his shirt with her other hand.
"I think this belongs to you."
"You don't play fair," he growled.
"I don't play fair?" she asked.
"No, you don't," he said in a husky voice.
He forcefully pulled his shirt over his head and stuffed his arms into it. He liked it better when she was wearing it and not him.
She gave him a teasing smile. "Then I guess you should leave before you put me in the penalty box."
He stared at her, flexing his jaw to try and relieve some of the tension that was building in his pants. He walked over to where he left his coat, his eyes still lingering on her soft skin — and there was a lot of it to linger on. He shoved his arms in the coat with the same force as his shirt. Stupid clothes. Stupid work. He walked past her towards the end table to grab his wallet, which still had an extra condom in it. He would have to remember to make sure it was there when he saw Sydney again. At least, that's what he hoped.
Based on the fact that she was still standing in front of him in only some black lace fabric, he was pretty hopeful. He stepped closer to her, his body humming with the need to reach out and touch her bare skin again.
"I am sorry I have to go," he said quietly.
Her lips were so close again. Her sweet lips that were turning up in a teasing smile. Instead of leaning closer to him, she moved away and grabbed the travel mug on the table with the arm that wasn't keeping her breasts in place.How very disappointing, he thought.
"Don't forget your coffee," she said.
