I sigh into his hold. “More than okay.” I bring my hands to the back of his head and play with the short strands. “Really freaking okay.”
He smirks, and I’m a messy puddle of goo. I’m not sure how I got to be in this position. In Eli’s arms, it feels like a blur, but now that he’s here, I don’t want to let him go.
ChapterThirty
ELI
Taters:Drove up to the cabin this morning. Come when you want.
We spent the latter half of the day shopping, once I was able to get Penny off my dick. No joke, I can’t tell you the number of times we’ve had sex since early this morning. We got her quite a few new outfits, things she’d be comfortable in, and then I took her out to a late lunch followed by some ice cream. We ran into a few fans, but nothing too overwhelming. I was worried about lashing out, but everyone was pretty cool, giving us space, and I appreciated that.
But it was nice, holding her hand as we walked down the street, going from shop to shop. I wasn’t worried about being caught, about touching her wrong, or even saying something that wasn’t appropriate. I was able to breathe . . . be happy.
And fuck, it felt good.
Since Penny is in the bathroom, I quickly text him back.
Eli:I don’t want to leave Penny. Can I bring her?
Taters:Might as well. If Pacey can get Winnie to talk to him, pretty sure she’s coming too.
My brow pinches together.
Eli:What do you mean she’s not talking with him?
Taters:Did you think our star goalie was just sucking because he was getting older? No, Winnie put a break on their relationship after you fucked his sister.
Eli:What? It seemed like they were fine.
Taters:Just this last week or so. He put on a happy face, and so did she, but they weren’t sharing the same bed. He told me everything on the flight home.
Eli:Holy shit. I wonder if that’s why he told me he didn’t care If I pursued Penny.
Taters:Yup. Winnie thought it was ridiculous that he was inserting himself into your personal life. So, basically, the women in our lives ruined this playoff season for us.
Eli:Did they? Or did we ruin it by not doing the right thing with them?
Taters:In my case, the women ruined it.
Eli:I’m assuming you’re talking about Sarah.
The toilet flushes, and Penny comes out of the bathroom wearing one of my shirts, looking fine as hell as she walks toward me without an ounce of makeup on her face and freshly fucked hair.
Taters:Yeah, let’s just say I came up here to make a change. To stop making the same damn mistake over and over again.
Eli:Good. Let me ask Penny, and I’ll get back to you.
Penny takes a seat directly on my lap and moves her hands over my bare chest. One of my favorite things about her is she has no problem showing affection. The way she touches me, kisses me, even hugs me. She just takes what she wants at that moment, and I fucking love it. I haven’t had affection in my life for such a long goddamn time that to have someone who actually shows it moves me in a way I can’t even describe.
“Everything okay?” she asks.
“Did you know Pacey and Winnie were on a break?”
Her hands pause from smoothing over my shoulders. “What?”
“Yeah, Taters just told me. Winnie hasn’t said anything to you?”
“Not a thing.” She goes to move off my lap, but I hold her in place.
