Page 77 of A Song for You

“Pizza. Get me pizza, now,” she cries, staring at her phone as if the pizza will magically appear.

Kevin has his arm wrapped around Nikki’s waist. They made out no less than six times on the dance floor. When Mia and Vanessa file out of the club behind us, Mia grabs for me. “Let’s go back to your place and dance!”

With a huff, I let out a groan. “I’m exhausted and I have to be up early for Cash’s game tomorrow. Let’s get a cab back to the penthouse, and then I’ll get everyone set up in beds. You’re all staying, right?”

Mia nods. “Definitely missed the last train back to Providence.”

Jay nuzzles my neck. “I’ll have my driver take you back.”

I shoot him a look. “You just want to come back to my place and snuggle, don’t you?”

He laughs. “Busted. Besides,” he says, shooting a look in Kevin’s direction, “I can’t touch you tomorrow at the game. I need to get my fill tonight.” He traces the waistband of my pants, his fingers dipping below and sending shivers through my body.

I spin to face him. “You’re coming to the game?”

He looks at me like I’m nuts. “It’s Saturday.”

“And?” I say, humor entering my tone.

“And I have to go all week without seeing you during the day. I have to share you on Sunday mornings. There’s no way I’m losing an entire Saturday too.”

My grin expands. “You really like me,” I tease.

“Yeah, Kitten,” he says as he presses a kiss to my cheek. “I really like you.”

Forty

Jay

I Kissed A Girl by Katy Perry

“Holy shit, is that a hot tub?” Nikki shouts as we step out onto the roof.

Kevin nudges me. “This place is fucking sick. How come Carter’s never brought us here?”

I shrug. “If you mention a word of this to him⁠—”

He cuts me off, throwing both hands up. “It’s your death warrant.”

Pulling in a deep breath, I watch Cat while she takes in the view of Boston at night. She’s in sweats, her shoulder peeking out of the slouched shirt as the wind blows her hair around her wildly. “Worth it,” I say without taking my eyes off her. Though she’s been in my arms all night, I itch for her touch, so I ditch Kevin and beeline for her. With an arm circling her waist, I pull her until her back is flush with my chest and press a kiss to that exposed shoulder. “Tired?”

She nods. “If not for the guests, I’d be curled up in bed with you right now.”

I hum. “Fuck ’em. Let’s go.”

She laughs softly, and like a bolt of lightning, the tinkling sound hits me right in the chest. Fuck, I’m crazy about this girl. She spins and loops her arms around my neck. But her eyes don’t find mine. Instead of meeting my gaze, she cranes her neck to the side and mutters, “Holy shit.”

Without letting her go, I turn, and suddenly her outburst makes perfect sense. Kevin is stark naked and heading for the hot tub. Nikki is already slipping below the water, not a stitch of clothing on. “Fucking A,” I mutter. “I’m sorry. I’ll tell him he can’t…”

I lose my words as Cat steps back and saunters in their direction, her hands on the hem of her top. She turns back at the last minute, hitting me with a mischievous smirk. “Last one in the hot tub buys coffee for the week.”

I growl and rush across the rooftop, trying to get to her before the sweatshirt slips over her head, but it’s too late. She’s topless, her full breasts on display. She turns to face me, walking backward. “You chicken, Hanson? I thought this was your thing.” She tips her head to the hot tub. “Two women, your friend…isn’t this how your nights normally end?”

My jaw tics, and I shake my head. What the fuck is she doing? She slips her fingers below the waistband of her sweatpants and shimmies them down as she continues backward.

I holler to Kevin, “Eyes shut, asshole.”

He laughs as he covers them. God dammit. Yeah, we’ve been in similar situations before. But this is Cat. I should be the only one with this view of her.