“You need to rest, Kitty. Your body’s been through a lot tonight.”
“So you don’t . . . want me to touch you?”
“No. I don’t,” he said. A sick feeling dropped into my stomach. I immediately regretted letting him get me off. He had just been doing me a favor. He wasn’t attracted to me. That wasn’t him wanting me. That was him taking pity on me.
He was rejecting me, just like he had in high school. But my pride was too big to let him know just how bad that hurt me.How much it ripped that scab open and dug into the wound all over again.
“Oh. Okay,” I said softly. Was that why we did it in the dark? So he didn’t have to look at me? I worked very hard not to cry, but I knew he was allowed to say no for any reason.
That didn’t mean it didn’t hurt, though.
“Come on, Birdy. Let’s get some sleep.” He turned me in to face him and planted a kiss on my forehead before passing out.
Chapter 12
Guy
The sun peeked through the blinds in Kitty’s room. I’d stayed the whole night. I’d also made her come with my hands, and it was really fucking hot.
The way she rolled her body under me, how she used my dick for her pleasure. Her nipples under my tongue, knowing how dark and pretty they were from the night of the wet t-shirt contest. Her little moans and begging. The way she gripped my wrist as I brought her over the edge. Her sweet pussy pulsing into my fingers. The way she tasted when I sucked my fingers clean. The way she begged to please me, too.
But I couldn’t let her. I didn’t want her to think I came over just to get laid, or that I expected anything from her. She was worthy all on her own, whether it was for pain relief or just forthe pleasure. Plus, she’d just been writhing in pain in my arms. She was probably inlesspain, but I didn’t want to put her to work while she was suffering.
And there was the fact that I’d done her wrong in high school. I owed her a bonus orgasm for her trouble.
Kitty glowed in the morning light, looking almost angelic sleeping next to me. Still just in her underwear, her hair mussed from our activities in the middle of the night. The sheets pooled at her hips, her perfect handful tits exposed. The sight and the memory of how good they felt in my mouth had me achingly hard. I admired her sweet belly that she always had no matter how fit she was. The delicate lines of her collarbones. Her hand on my bicep holding me as she slept.
I was seeing my best friend, who could very well be the love of my life, undressed for the first time. I pressed a kiss to her forehead to see if she’d wake up, but she remained asleep.
I wondered if things would be different between us after what we’d done, if we’d start moving into more-than-friends territory. Was that what I wanted? It was getting harder to think of other women, and even harder to think of her being with other guys.
I leaned over to check my phone and found a sea of notifications. That wasn’t unusual for a party night after a game, especially when I wasn’t there to partake. Half of them were people looking for me. Some girls hoping to repeat hookups. Little did they know I was in bed with the one that I’d forever compared everyone to.
And then the team chat was completely lit up. There was a warrant out for our goalie Pete’s arrest. He’d stolen his townie girlfriend’s dog in the middle of a fight. Kara was twenty-four, a Bostonian who hadn’t gone to Alden. Pete and Kara had gotten their ridiculous chihuahua, Bowser, together, but it was *her* dog. Pete showed up to the hockey house looking enraged with Bowser tucked under his arm, and everyone pried the truth out of him.
Because I was the alternate team captain, the actual captain Colton was looking for me to figure out how to smooth it all over.We needed to convince Kara to call off the police and get Bowser back where he belonged.
Not exactly how I wanted to spend my Saturday morning. I’d rather have stayed until Kitty got up and we could get breakfast together. Maybe fool around again if she was feeling better. She was still fast asleep. I carefully crawled over her and out of bed, rushing to put my clothes back on. I had that anxious, hungover, pissed off feeling, even though I hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol. I didn’t like my time with Kitty being cut short.
She stirred as I pulled on my hoodie, but she didn’t fully wake up. I hated to leave like that, but I didn’t want to wake her when she’d had such a rough night. I looked back at her one more time to see if she’d wake up before I left. When she didn’t, I walked out the door, sending her a text so I wouldn’t be totally gone without a trace.
Sorry I’m not there. Team emergency.
Hope u feel better
Walking into my apartment was like walking into the eye of the chaos hurricane. The living room was packed with the team, filling the huge sectional couch and the floor in front of it. Bowser was dozing, nonchalant, on Pete’s lap, unaware that he was the center of all the drama.
Kitty’s roommate Violet scampered out of the bathroom, Powerpuff googly eyes in one hand. She kept her eyes down and rushed for the front door. A Saturday morning walk of shame. I wondered whether Colton or Mikey hooked up with her. Our other roommate, K-Gar, had a girlfriend, so it wouldn’t have been him. Considering how long Colton stared after her, I suspected it might have been him.
“Bout time,” Mikey said as I sat on the floor. “Where have you been?” He was from Detroit, but he sometimes carried his mom’s country accent. When he asked me a mom question like that, hesounded like his own mom.
“It’s only 8 a.m. I was gone like nine hours,” I argued.
“Did you hook up with Kitty?”
“It’s complicated,” I shrugged, not really wanting to share that I got her off to relieve her period cramps, she offered to reciprocate, and I declined. It sounded pretty bananas when I stopped and thought about it.
Colton sat on the arm of the couch, ready to hold court. “Alright, let’s get started. I’m calling Coach after we figure out a plan. Pete, if you took Bowser back now, would Kara call off the cops?”
