Page 21 of Craving the Player

"I'mstarting to think that neither of you can." Iturn to my bedroom door and stare at Sierra, lips tugging and adimple craving to pop. She’sback to her confident self, standing in front of us with ahand on her hip and an easy going smile. She looks just as sexy as she did last night, with the addition of some wild sex-hair that I'mnot surprised to find still resting on her shoulders. It'sgoing to take alot more than ahairbrush to get those knots out.

"You wanna find out?" Clay asks, now in the kitchen. His tone is far too hopeful in my opinion.

Sierra tilts her head in mock consideration. "No, Idon'tthink so.”

My laugh tears through the room as Iwatch Clayton'sface fall through watering eyes. Sierra seems less than impressed by the both of us as she sighs in what Iassume is disbelief and heads for the door. My sides start to ache when Ireach up and wipe ahand down my face, clearing the laugh induced tears from my skin.

"Buddy, Ithink it'stime you retire your game. It'srustier than the bathroom showerhead."

Clayton'shead snaps in my direction and he shoots me aless-than-subtle warning look. Feigning innocence, Ipurse my lips and blow him akiss.

"If you two are done, Iwant to talk to Braden," Sierra says, staring at Clayton, watching as he nods along with her every word. "Alone," she adds when he continues to smile absentmindedly at her.

"Right," he coughs, nodding again before rushing off to his room. Sierra lets out athankful sigh once he’sgone, turning to look at me.

"Alone at last." Ismile slyly, loving the way her jaw clenches with annoyance. Damn she'sfun to rile up.

Waving me off with alazy swish of her hand, she mumbles, "Ileft my number on your bed."

Surprise floods through me at her confidently spoken words. I'mnot sure what Iwas expecting this morning, but Idefinitely did not expect it to be this easy. Iwould have bet my winnings from my next boxing match that Iwould have had to snuck my number in her phone and call myself to get her number.

"Duly noted, babe." Inod, overcome with the urge to smile in victory. Iwould have if Iknew that it wouldn’thave earned me aslap across the face.

"Don'tcall me babe," she snaps. "And please keep this to yourself. Your friend creeps me out."

Blowing out alight laugh, Inod again. "So. No strings. Just sex then, yeah?"

She blinks once before saying, "Yeah, just sex."

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