Page 49 of Best Laid Plans


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“What’s a little locker-room talk between teammates?” Duncan tries to brush off Cash’s words.

“Apologize. Now.” Cash’s mouth barely moves. I can feel the anger rolling off him in waves.

Grabbing Cash’s shoulder, I step between him and Duncan. My small stature has never been more apparent than standing between these two hulking men.

“I’m sorry you feel the need to cast aspersions about our sex life, Duncan, but I can assure you, that’s not how it actually happened.”

I surprise myself by being able to get the words out. At how calm I sound.

Duncan looks confused. “What are you talking about, Piper?”

I go in for the kill. Because if this man is going to treatme like this, I’m going to share the details. Even if these guys don’t need to know it. Duncan doesn’t get to have the upper hand here after what he did to me.

Fuck being the bigger person.

“Not good in bed? I had to get myself off every time we had sex together. Could never seem to make a woman finish, could you?”

Cash’s warm hand settles on my hip, giving me a squeeze. Knowing he’s behind me instills more confidence in me as I watch the anger wash over Duncan’s face.

“Dude, are you serious?” one of the guys asks.

I glance around at them. “Sorry. Your little sex god here isn’t all he’s cracked up to be.”

“Are you really going to listen to her?” Duncan tries to save face. “I bet Cash here doesn’t get her off either.”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I cross my arms over my chest, staring him down. “He’s more of a man than you’ll ever be.”

“I doubt it.”

I make a split-second decision. Cash’s face makes it clear he is still angry at Duncan, but he’s also staring at me with confusion.

Clasping Cash around the neck, I pull him down to me and lay one on him.

Shock is the only way to describe how he’s reacting right now. Cash’s lips are firm, unmovable, under mine.

Oh God. I completely misread this situation.

Except…is Cash kissing me back?

Cash

Oh shit. I should not be doing this. I should not bekissing Piper. But when I came into the training room after practice and heard what Duncan said about her?

I nearly lost my shit.

A few of the guys on the team will talk about people like that, but Piper?

I was lucky Piper decided to kiss me instead of my punching Duncan and getting cut for behavior detrimental to the team.

But I don’t care about that. Not when Piper’s soft-as-clouds lips are on mine.

And taste as sweet as vanilla.

My hands wrap around her waist and pull her in close.

I shouldn’t be doing this. Kissing her like this.

Kissing leads to feelings. Feelings neither one of us needs to have.