“And you like it?” I lifted a brow.
“Very much,” she admitted shyly.
Which was adorable because Trinity Maxwell was anything but shy.
“What do you say we sneak out?” I slipped a piece of her soft hair through my fingertips.
“I would love that.” She leaned back against the wall. “But…I’m here towork on the relationship.”She sighed. “He’s trying. So is Jodie.” She picked at the collar of my shirt. “I need to as well.”
“Have you talked to your mom?” I asked.
“No.” She frowned. “I’m not ready.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that.” My hands found their way back to her face.
Fuck, I could not stop touching her.
“Let me taste you one more time before we go back to reality.”
Her eyes widened, surprise mingling with a touch of heat that had my dick twitching.
“Relax,” I whispered. “I meant here.” I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. “Don’t get me wrong, Angel. I would love nothing more than to lay you out across the hood of that Navigator and taste you here.” My free hand smoothed up the inseam of her jean shorts. “But I want to be uninterrupted when I’m there.” I bent down to press my lips to her ear. “And I don’t wantanyoneelse hearing my girl come.”
Her gasp was audible in the quiet room, and I grinned before sliding my lips across her cheek to press a chaste kiss to her parted mouth.
“Now.” I stepped back, taking note of her pointed nipples through her shirt that had pride swelling in my chest.And my jeans.
“Ice.”
34
Trinity
The following week was filled with the same stolen moments from the garage. Wherever we could sneak in a searing kiss, that usually led to us both breathless and aching.
The season was picking up, and practice was intensifying more with each win. Unfortunately, that meant more strains on the body that Julia and I had to tend to. My dad had to leave early from practice twice this week, and Preston had to take over, which left him there longer than planned. Dad had assured me that everything was fine. It was just a prior commitment with Jodie and I didn’t need to worry.
With my shifts at the bar and my classes, it made it difficult to steal time with Preston. This was new and although we were bothin,he was patient with my skepticism. My worry that I would get him into trouble and he’d resent me. But he continued to remind me every night when he called. Talked to me for hours like we were a couple of teenagers who were floating on a cloud.
We had another away game this weekend, but it was close enough to bus there instead of flying. Which was why Iwas currently shoved up against the window of a Greyhound, AirPods in, listening to the audio of one of my favorite romance books to pass the time. Preston sat about twelve rows up from me, and I hoped I’d fall asleep and try not to make a fool of myself by sneaking glances.
A few hours later, we had made it to our destination. Check-in was quick, and I opted to stay in tonight instead of going down to the hotel restaurant with everyone else. The week had been long, and my mother had moved from cryptic text messages to voicemails.Long ones,which frankly sucked the life out of me. A part of me wanted to just call and make amends so she would leave me alone. The other part still felt hurt and betrayed.
After taking a hot shower and slipping into a hoodie and shorts, I aimed to crawl into bed when a knock sounded at my door.
My bare feet moved across the carpet, and I pressed up on my toes to peer through the peephole. A sharp dip hit my stomach when I saw who stood on the other side. I quickly twisted the lock, flipped the latch, then yanked open the door.
“Preston,” I hissed before snatching him by the T-shirt.
“Calm down.” He chuckled while balancing two boxes of pizza in his hand as I dragged him across the threshold.
“Are you trying to get us caught?” I asked as I searched the hallway, relieved to find it empty.
Closing the door, I faced a smiling Preston. “You think it’s funny?” I crossed my arms.
He placed the pizza boxes down on the table. “Absolutely not.” He advanced toward me. “Baby, do you really think I would be that careless?”
I gnawed on my lip. “No.”
