Chapter Fifteen
Trey
After fucking Josie all night, I slept like a rock. She had a body that wouldn’t quit. Better than I’d ever experienced. The way she straddled me and ground on my cock was so damn sexy. She danced like a ballerina up there.
When I finally came out of my semi-conscience state, I stirred at the sound of a frantic voice. The sound was muffled and I opened my eyes to figure out where it came from. My hotel room was pitch black except for the soft red glow of the alarm clock. With the blackout shades pulled tight, it was impossible to tell what time it was. I propped myself up on my elbow and rolled over to flick a blurry-eyed glance at the bedside clock. 6:32.
Damn. I groaned and flopped back down into the mountain of pillows.
“I know…I—” A pause. “Yes, I’m aware of the—”
The voice was Josie’s and it was coming from behind the bathroom door. Did she have the lights off in the bathroom? The strip at the bottom of the door was dark. Who could she be talking to so early?
“Yes. I understand that. I promise, I’m getting the…” her voice faded off again. She must have been pacing back and forth in the large bathroom.
Whoever she was talking to, it didn’t sound like it was going well.
A few minutes passed and then the door popped open with a soft click.
“Baby, come back to bed. It’s too damn early to be awake,” I mumbled against the pillow, my voice thick with sleep.
“Shit!” Josie hissed. “Did I—uh—did I wake you?”
“I don’t think so. But come on, if you’re not tired, I’m sure we can think of something else to do to pass the time…” I said, grinning in the dark.
Josie scoffed. “No…I don’t think that’s a good idea, Trey.”
I pushed up into a sitting position and flicked on the lamp. Josie was standing with her back to me, in the middle of the room, fully dressed in her outfit from the night before, and was fussing with her hair. She spun around, her expression contorted, as though she was startled by the sudden flood of light. She blinked a few times and secured an elastic band at the base of her hair. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were wide.
“I’m pretty damn sure I could change your mind on that…” I threw back the covers, and grinned as her eyes raked down my body. She nibbled her lip when her eyes landed on my hard on. I chuckled. “See? Already making you reconsider. Come here, baby.” I said, but she stayed firmly in place.
“I can’t…Trey. This whole thing was a mistake.”
I groaned and raked a hand through my hair. “Damn it, Jo. Don’t do this…we fucked. We had fun. End of story. I’m not asking for anything more than a little fun.”
She crossed her arms. “But that’s kinda the whole thing, isn’t it? It’s just fun for you.”
“You told me that’s what you wanted!” I stood up and stepped back into my shorts. Clearly this was a losing battle. She could still stare at my junk from inside my shorts.
Her eyes sparkled and a rush of heat came over me. I’d never wanted her more. She was damn sexy when she was all fired up and pissed off. “When did I say that?” she demanded.
“The night we talked at the bar! You said your dad wanted you to come home, get married, and knocked up. You told me that isn’t what you’re looking for. You talked about your career and getting ahead before you did that whole thing.”
She threw her hands up. “That doesn’t mean I want some no-strings-attached fling with you!”
I glanced down at the bed, silently reminding her that it was kinda what she wanted.
She growled. “You know what I mean! I don’t have time for this. I have to get work done before my boss fires my ass and I’ll be left with nothing but the family ranch.”
I watched as she stalked over to the desk in the corner, snatched her purse up, and threw it over her shoulder. “I’m sorry if I led you on…”
I scoffed, the sound coming out somewhere between a snort and a laugh. “What?”
She stopped, rooting her feet for a moment to turn and glare at me. “That’s what you’re pissed about, isn’t it?”
I grinned. “Baby girl, I’m only pissed ’cause we’re fighting instead of fucking right now.”
She sucked in a quick breath and I grinned wider. She rallied and gave an exaggerated eye roll to cover her initial reaction but her pupils were still dark and dilated. She wanted me. Bad. “Goodbye, Trey. I’ll see you after the game. Maybe this time you could answer some of my damn questions.”
I shook my head. “What are you talking about? I didn’t even see you at the last press thing.”
She folded her arms again and glared at me. “Well, I was there and I tried to get your attention.”
So that’s what this was all about. Her boss must have been the one on the phone, chewing her ass out for not getting coverage after my monster game. “Jo, it was a fuckin’ madhouse! I didn’t even know you were there!”
She tossed her ponytail along with her hand and turned away from me. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter. It’s not your job. It’s mine. So, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go salvage what’s left of my career before it’s too late.” She stormed to the door and disappeared before I could come up with something to get her to stay. It would’ve been hot as hell to fuck her when she was pissed like that.
Oh well.
Another time.
Whatever was going on with Josie and her career was an excuse. A wall. I could—no, I would—find a way around it. I wasn’t going to give up so easily. I’d had a taste of Josie Crawford and I was damn sure gonna have another!