Page 73 of Callous Shot

“That man. Uh, there was a man watching your game, and I’m sure it was the same one I saw at one of my games. I think it was the undercover detective.”

“Shit.” Tugging his lip between his teeth, he released me and pulled his phone from his pocket. “I need to give the others a heads-up.” He paused, his gaze flicking between me and his phone screen, and when he spoke again, his voice was hesitant. “Will you tell me anything you noticed about him so I can pass it on?”

“Yeah, course I will. That’s why I asked you to meet me.”

“Oh.” His mouth curved into a small smile, and then he leaned into me, sliding his lips over mine. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, baby.”

“Mmm. I thought we were reserving baby for the bedroom.”

“Did you? We never had that conversation.”

“I dunno.” He shrugged. “Feels a bit too boyfriend-y for enemies with benefits, doesn’t it?”

“Shut up,” I said again, wrapping my fingers around his nape and tugging him into me so I could kiss him properly. We lost ourselves in each other, kissing slowly and deeply in the shadows of the building, our mouths sliding together again and again and again. I’d never lost myself in kissing anyone like this, ever, and when we eventually drew apart, I was light-headed, and my stomach was swooping.

I knew what it meant, but I also knew that it couldn’t mean anything. Scrubbing my hand over my mouth, I stepped back, clearing my throat.

“I’ll tell you everything I can remember about him, and then I need to go,” I said. Or…I meant to say that, but what actually came out was, “Come back to mine, and I’ll tell you everything I remember.”

Fuck it. One more night with Daniel wasn’t going to hurt, was it? The worst of the damage had already been done, and if anything, this would help to get him out of my system more quickly. And okay, maybe I had known this was the inevitable conclusion when I’d come here tonight, after spending a very long time in the shower, thoroughly preparing myself…just in case.

“Yeah, okay.” He shifted his bag on his shoulder. “I got a lift with Kane. Lemme text him to tell him not to wait around.”

“Does your shoulder hurt? That asshole deserved more than a two-minute penalty for taking you down.”

“Awww, baby. It’s nice to know you care.”

“Baby,” I said flatly.

“Yeah, yeah. We can use it whenever, if we must.” He sighed heavily, but I could see him biting back a smile. “Not in front of anyone, though. But yeah, my shoulder’s a bit sore, but did you see my goal? Fucking epic.”

“It was,” I agreed, reaching out and taking his bag from his shoulder, slinging it over my own. My body jerked at the sudden weight, and I shot him a glare as he chuckled. “What the hell have you got in here? Rocks?”

“A dead body. Nah, just my hockey gear and some of my textbooks. I had to study today; can you believe it? Sunday’s supposed to be a day of rest. Who decided to make my assignment due date a Monday?”

I rolled my eyes. “Maybe you shouldn’t leave it until the last minute.”

“I was busy with family shit.” He pouted, batting his pretty lashes at me. Fuck me, he was so annoying.

“Come on. Let’s go, and you should stop talking before I change my mind.”

“Like you would. You haven’t been able to stop thinking about me. I bet you were there in your bed last night, wanking your big dick and wishing I was there fucking you until you couldn’t walk.”

“Do you ever shut up?” I couldn’t hold back my laughter, and he shot me a triumphant grin.

“I knew it. Don’t worry, it was the same for me. I came so hard thinking of you. I think I might’ve burst a blood vessel.”

“Please. For my sanity, will you stop talking?”

“Fine.” He darted forwards, brushing a quick, messy kiss over my lips. “I’ll stop for now, but when we get back to yours, all bets are off.”

33

DAN

When I’d seen Lincoln’s expression and it had hit home that he was worried, it immediately set me on edge. There was also a part of me that had gone all warm inside, because his worry was directed at me, and that meant he cared.