Her eyes find mine over her screen. “It was the next one.”
“To Glasgow?” I shake my head. “They’re on every day.”
“Maybe I wasn’t in the mood to fly?”
I grin. “Or maybe you wanted to spend more time with me.”
She scoffs. “Don’t flatter yourself, Kade. I’m going to another hotel, and you can do what you want.”
“Nope. When I get my clothes, you’re coming to the mall with me. We’ll eat while we’re out.” I tilt my head. “I’ll let you drive whatever car I rent.”
I hate renting, but I haven’t had a chance to buy a new car after wrecking my Bentley.
Stacey’s phone screen gets her attention. “I can’t drive.”
I inwardly groan and get up from the bed as I pull on my boxers. I walk to her, tipping her chin up so she stops looking at her phone.Fuck. She’s gorgeous. I’ve never once thought any differently. “I taught you how to drive, remember?”
She knocks my hand away and tosses her phone aside. “Why? Why do you want to spend time with me?”
I shrug, knowing I’ve won. “Because you’re hiding, and I want to hide with you.” I caress her cheek and press my lips to her forehead, catching her off guard. “Let’s hide together, Freckles.”
35
STACEY
Ican’t think straight.
My forehead rests against the shower tiles as I mentally bash myself, inner Stacey calling me every shameful word under the sun. Yet I’m fighting between smiling and breaking down.
Oh God. I fucked Kade. Or… he fucked me. Again.
Jesus. What were we thinking?
My mind goes over everything while I watch water swirl down the drain.
Kade is using my phone – I assume in private mode – talking to Dez and Base. I made sure I deleted every single message Chris sent, and I’m praying he doesn’t reach out while Kade has it.
He lets out a deep chuckle, and his tone is warm when he tells them he’ll meet up with them tomorrow, that they’ll go out and party.
The area between my legs is aching as I rinse the conditioner from my hair and scrub the sweat from my body, my skin sizzling with the after-effects of multiple orgasms from my ex.
After agreeing to hang out with him for a little while, he pinned me to the couch and made me unravelagain. His fingers know exactly how to drive me insane, and I think if I cum once more, I’ll pass out.
The tremble in my bones is still present as I lather soap into my skin, jumping as Kade opens the door and casually strolls in wearing a towel around his waist.
“Hey! You can’t just walk in here while I’m showering!”
Confused, he raises a brow through the lightly steamed glass. “I was just inside you.”
“So?”
Silence, and then he opens the bathroom door again to leave. “Hurry up.”
Kade lies on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his fingers gliding over his naked chest repeatedly as I leave the bathroom. Dressed, my wet hair in a ponytail, I grab my phone and check the notifications.
“You’re good. No boyfriends tried to contact you.”
I scoff and pull on my shoes. “I’ll go get your clothes.”