“Well, it isn’t. There’s no reason for anyone to badmouth you two.” She roamed her gaze over us. “It’s obvious to anyone with eyeballs that you make a good couple.”
Warmth rushed to my chest. If everyone else saw it, then maybe Wren could break down the last of his walls and want us to be boyfriends.
“Okay, where’s the ice pack the trainer gave you for the room?” She lifted her brows.
“Right here.” Wren slipped a package from the pocket of his sweats.
“Let’s get that on you.” I grabbed it from him, cracked it and as it turned cold, I shifted to the bottom of the bed. “Should you be elevating this too?”
“He should.” Grace seized a pillow from the headboard and handed it to me. “Tell me if you need another one.”
I tucked the pillow under Wren’s foot and unwrapped the compression bandage. “Does it hurt right now?” It hadn’t swelled that I could see. Maybe he’d be back on the field for the next game.
“No, it’s only when I twist it.” He pointed towards his foot. “It’s on the outside.”
“Okay.” I set the ice pack on his ankle and wrapped it looselywith the bandage. “Here?” I enjoyed being his nursemaid. I felt like he needed me.
“Yep, you got the spot.” He smiled at me. “Look, I have two people tending to me now.”
TWELVE
WREN
Eli had been so attentive tonight. And the fact he’d rushed to make sure I was okay at half time? How could I not fall deeply and totally in love? “I’m a lucky man.” Grabbing Eli’s hand, I kissed his knuckles.
Eli wrinkled his forehead as his gaze swept over me. “Are you thirsty or anything? Can I get you a water, a Gatorade?—”
“No, I’m good. I don’t want to get up and piss in the middle of the night.” Knowing me, I’d forget about the ankle and twist it all over again. I leaned against Eli’s warmth. He was so solid. He’d definitely changed since high school. I could count on him.
“I’m sleeping with you tonight.” Eli’s brow ticked as he glanced at Grace. “I don’t want you hurting yourself if you do need to get up. I want to be here to help you.”
“Oh, boy.” Grace drew a deep inhale and shimmied off the end of the bed. “Listen, I don’t mind if you two sleep in here with me.” Her brows lifted, and she wagged a finger at us. “But no funny stuff. I don’t want to be woken by the bed thumping against the wall.”
“Grace, we wouldn’t do that. I promise.” Eli raked his teeth over his lower lip. “I’m too worn out from the game, anyway.” He threw me a knowing smirk.
How nice it would be to have him in bed with me? I liked this idea. “We’d just cuddle, Grace. Promise.” I slid my fingers across my heart.
Twisting her lips, she said, “Fine.” She stepped toward the bathroom. “I’m getting ready for bed then. I’m exhausted too.”
“Do you have pajama bottoms to wear?” Eli’s gaze cut to mine and his pupils flared.
“I suppose you want to dress me for bed?” My dick stirred. Damn it, having him sleep with me might be harder, pun intended, than I’d imagined. “Yes, there are pajama bottoms in my bag there.” I pointed to my suitcase sitting next to the dresser. “What will you wear?”
“I can sleep in my joggers.” He fished his phone from the pocket of said joggers. “I’ll text Nick and let him know he’s got the room to himself tonight.”
“Okay.” Everyone knowing about us and being supportive proved helpful. I shifted my leg, and an ache spread up my shin. “I’ll need help to get to the bathroom to brush my teeth and stuff.”
“Of course.” His phone chimed, and he peered at the screen. “Nick says he hopes you feel better and told me to take good care of you.” He chuckled. “He thinks having you healthy and back on the field with us will help my game, so he’s all for it.”
“It’s all about the game, isn’t it?” Shaking my head, a grin lifted my lips.
After Eli helpedme to the bathroom so I could get ready for bed, we slipped between the sheets. Grace was already in her bed, her back to us, while Eli had removed his team sweatshirt.
I lay on my side, gazing toward the shuttered blinds on the room’s window. Ambient light filtered in from outside. “Goodnight, Grace.”
“Goodnight, you two.” She released an audible yawn. “See you in the morning.”
“Goodnight.” Eli slipped in behind me, his chest pressing on my back and his dick wedged against my ass and hardening. He kissed my shoulder as he wrapped his arm around my chest. He whispered, “This is nice.”
