Her eyes narrow, as if she’s assessing me. “Yeah…why?”
Fuck, there it is. The rigidity in her spine, the darkness consuming those blue eyes. Her gaze is locked on mine, as if she’s contemplating whether or not she should pounce. Is she jealous?
I’m under her skin—right where I want to be.
“Just curious,” I say with a simple shrug. “I don’t know much about her.”
“Not much to know,” she counters, her voice tense. The muscle in her jaw tightens. “She’s not your type.”
I love her like this. Claws out, ready to attack. “What’s my type?”
“Not her,” she quips.
“Right.” I shake my head, chuckling. “So, what do you say? You gonna come?”
Her eyes narrow, assessing and calculating. “I’ll come, but only if you promise me something.”
“Anything.”
“Show off to me and not to her.”
My brow furrows. “To who? Your friend?” I shake my head, chuckling. “Oh, Sunny. Don’t you know? You’re the only one whose attention I want.”
A smile pulls on her lips, slow and satisfied. The hues of blue shift in her eyes as she seems to relax again. “Good.”
My phone vibrates and I pull it out. It’s a message from our assistant coach, Nathan Frost.
Coach Frost
Training session times have changed today. Be there in an hour.
“Shit,” I mutter, sucking in a deep breath.
“Everything okay?”
I look up at Jade, shoving my phone back into my pocket. “I have to head over to the arena. They changed our training session times today.”
“That’s really helpful,” she laughs quietly as I rise to my feet. “I was already struggling thinking about having to kick you out so I can get some work done.”
Jade steps around the counter and I inch closer, my feet stopping just in front of hers. She tips her head back so she can look up into my eyes.
“We don’t have a game tonight.” I can’t help myself as I reach out to tuck some hair behind her ears. She’s driving me fucking insane. She’s every thought. Every wish. “What if I come back over later? For a creative meeting, of course.”
She inhales sharply, her pupils dilating. “Yeah, of course,” she rasps. “I think that would be really helpful. There’s a part I’ve been stuck on lately, anyways.”
“Maybe I can help you figure it out.”
She nods, rolling her lips between her teeth before releasing them. “I think maybe you can.”
Goddamn—I want to know what her lips feel like.
“I should go, Sunny.”
I don’t want to go, but if I don’t leave now, there’s a chance I’ll miss my entire training session.
“Right,” she half whispers, her throat shifting as she swallows. “I’ll walk you out.”
I follow her through her apartment, my eyes trailing along the length of her body. Her hips shift as she walks, showing off the outline of her ass through her oversized shirt. My dick twitches.
