He slides out of his chair and stands, stretching his arms above his head. “Wes sent it from an anonymous profile.”
My brows lift. “How do you know?”
“Same IP address he uses at his frat house.”
“But anyone at the frat house could’ve sent that email,” I say.
Sam bites his lip. “True. But come on. Wes goes to Emily’s parents, trying to what? Feel her out to see if—”
“He could break me,” Emily finishes Sam’s sentence. “Since he couldn’t. He’s scared. So, he needs to cover his bases.”
“And even if this sender is one of his cronies,” Sam adds, “all of them just implicated themselves.” He waggles his brows. “I think Kim Roberts could be our mystery girl.”
“We need to talk to her as soon as possible,” I say. “Wes is a nasty, unpredictable prick, and who knows what he’s capable of. I don’t want Wes to keep terrorizing Emily or any other girl.”
All the stress melts off Sam. “I’ll have her address in a flash.” He jumps back in his chair, fingers flying over the keyboard.
Emily beams, and it’s the first time I’ve seen such a radiant smile on her face. In that moment, I just fell in love with her.
“We should talk to her tonight,” Emily says, holding her bottom lip hostage.
Man, I would give anything to be that lip.
The tick, tick, tick of the keys is the only sound in the room as Emily and I lock eyes. Electricity crackles in the air, and I pray she’s feeling this thing between us too. I hold her tighter, and there are so many things I want to do to her. So many positions I’m desperate to try with her.
My gaze drifts to her lips, the bottom one sticking out a little farther than the top. The urge to kiss her is so fucking strong. If I do though, we’ll be naked in next to no time. So, I rub my thumb over her soft lips, and an inferno zips straight to my balls. I’m thinking about how she tastes, when she captures my thumb in her mouth.
I suck in a sharp breath.
“You two okay?” Sam asks, typing away and not looking up.
“Yep.” Reluctantly, I step back as Emily gives me a ball-busting smile.
“Tease,” I mouth to her.
She gives me another flirty look as Sam spins around.
“Good news is, Kim was a student here, and that email addy is bogus. She must’ve changed it. So, she won’t see Wes’s email. I also found a picture of her in student records, and that girl in the video is definitely her. Bad news is, she lives in Charlotte, North Carolina.”
Emily’s smile gets even bigger. “Road trip.” She says it like she’s never been out of this town before. Of course, I know she’s excited to see if Kim Roberts will take down Weston Blakely.
Hell, I’m stoked too, but my schedule sucks, and I can’t drive three hours and back this week.
As if Emily can see the war going on in my head. “Football. Right. You have a game too on Saturday.”
I nod.
“Let’s go after your game. I need to get out of this town even for a night,” she admits.
How could I say no to her?Not only that, I’m already thinking of her and me alone for a couple of days.
Hell yeah!
16
Emily
“Ilove your truck,” I say, glancing around the old beat-up Chevy pickup. It’s late Saturday night as we head out on the road to Charlotte. I thought Adam might’ve changed his mind after their amazing win today. I wouldn’t have held it against him if he’d wanted to stay to party with his teammates, but he was resolute that we go ahead with our plans.
