For a second, I watch him, trying to decipher his meaning, but then I turn the laptop so the camera faces the door.
Taking a deep breath in, I cross the room. This isn’t the frantic knocks from that night. I turn on the porch light and glance out the window. My breath releases.
Caden stands there.
I open the door. “What are you doing here?”
He smiles and backs me into the house before shutting the door behind him. “I forgot to give you my jersey to wear tomorrow.”
He holds out a folded football jersey.
“Oh.” I take it and hold it up. The number thirty-four is on both sides, and Ross is on the back across the shoulders. “I guess I’m yours tomorrow.”
“You’re always mine, little nympho.” Caden grins and looks around the room before grabbing my hips. His green eyes focus on me. Sparksrace along my skin. He nods at the laptop. “I didn’t know we were supposed to meet tonight.”
“We weren’t planning on it,” Eli says.
“Where’s your mom, little nympho?” Caden draws my hips against his. I gasp at his hard cock against my stomach. My insides soften and heat as my panties grow wetter.
“Work.” My voice comes out a little breathless, and Caden’s smile widens.
He crowds me back to the table. “And MacKenzie?”
I shake my head. “How did you decide whose jersey I wore first?”
“We let fate decide.” He leans over me and shuts the laptop on Eli.
“Whoops.” His hand goes to the back of my neck. “So you’re saying we’re all alone?”
“Caden.” I put my hand against his chest, I think to stop him. Instead, I curl it into his shirt.
His smile widens as he lowers his head. Hovering over my lips, his lips brush mine, making fire pour through my veins. His breath is hot against my lips. I can almost taste the cinnamon.
Fuck it.
I surrender. I push up on my toes and pull him down by his shirt until our lips collide.
CHAPTER 44
War Time
Caden
I had solid intentions. I was going to bring my girl my jersey and then head home to my empty house. Turns out my parents came in for dinner before they flew right back out for parts unknown.
Harper wasn’t supposed to be alone tonight. MacKenzie was supposed to be here, and we were all willing to give Harper space. After all, she gave us so much today.
But MacKenzie isn’t here, and fuck if Harper isn’t giving mefuck meeyes. A guy is only so strong. And when she pulls me down and kisses me, I’m lost.
When I sweep her up in my arms, she wraps her legs around my waist. My brain takes real quick inventory of all the places I could fuck her down here, but my girl just lost it today. I probably shouldn’t fuck her, but I can make her feel good. Carrying her upstairs to her bedroom, I kick the door closed behind me.
“Caden.” She breaks away from my lips. “I…”
“You what, little nympho?” I brush my lips over hers, and she gives this needy little noise as her legs tighten around me. I lower her to the bed and hover over her while I work on taking her shirt off.
“I’m a little—” She blushes as I kiss her neck and slide my hands under her to undo her bra.
“Sore?” Peeling her bra off her, I drop it beside the bed. Fuck, I love her breasts. They’re a good size for my hands and mouth.
