“Thank you,” I said, scraping my nails up and down his back. “You guys leave for Toronto after the game tomorrow night, right?”
“I do. We’ll be back at the end of next week. Why?”
“You wouldn’t want to stay over, would you?”
He furrowed his brow.
“Whywouldn’tI want to?”
“You probably have a lot to do tomorrow to prep?—”
“I’ve packed for road trips for my entire adult life. You saw my apartment. I can grab what I need and pack in minutes. Taylor would be okay with me staying here?”
“I think so. I’ll pull her to the side after dinner to make sure.” I took his face in my hands. “This is tough, but a night before you go would make it a little better. We just have to be quiet.”
“I can be quiet.” He snickered. “You’re the loud one.”
“I can be quiet too,” I said, shoving his shoulder.
“I’ve made you come enough times to know that, no, you can’t.” He feathered the back of his hand down my cheek. “I love making you scream.”
His lips were just about to touch mine when my sister’s voice filtered down the hallway.
“I’m coming out to get my backpack,” Taylor said in a loud voice from behind her door.
Silas dropped his chin to his chest, laughing as he backed off me and settled at the edge of the couch while I scurried to sit up.
Taylor rushed past us and grabbed the bag as she shielded her eyes and jetted back down the hallway.
“I don’t feel like a good parent anymore,” I said after I heard her door slam. I rested my elbow on my knee, cupping my forehead.
“That’s not true. You raised a good kid who wants you to be happy.” He kissed my cheek, running his nose down my neck. “And I promise to make youreallyhappy at least three times before the sun comes up.”
Dinner went by in a blur, and when my sister retreated to her room for the night, she told both of us that she’d see us in the morning, saving me from having to pull her aside to see if it was okay.
I couldn’t decide if I should be proud or worried that my sister had assumed Silas would be spending the night.
“Want to know a secret?” I asked Silas as we lounged in my bed. I’d pulled on his jersey at some point during the night, but he was gloriously naked, his cocky grin blinding even in the dark.
“Sure. What’s that?”
“You’re the only guy I’ve ever had in my apartment,” I whispered. “Ever,” I repeated.
“That can’t be right,” Silas said, shaking his head. “You never snuck anyone in when you were young?”
“I always met the guys I dated somewhere.” I turned to face him, straightening out his jersey as it bunched up under me. I’d pulled it on as a joke, but instead of him laughing, his eyes ignited with a feral lust before he pounced on me.
“I’m touched,” he said, pressing a hand to his gorgeous chest.
“You should be,” I said, hooking my leg around his hip.
“How about when I get back, you and your sister can spend the weekend with me?”
“At your apartment?”
“No. My parents’ house. They have two extra bedrooms and a huge yard. Plus, Putnam County is far enough away from Brooklyn that we won’t run into anyone. Probably.” Heshrugged. “My ass isn’t so popular that I have photographers camping out wherever I go. At least not that I’ve seen.”
I laughed and crawled on top of him.
