Chapter 22 – Hanson
I woke up feeling like a million bucks. I guess I should say a billion since I already have millions.
I stretched underneath the sheets, and the satisfaction of the previous night’s great sex flickered through my body. I was hard and throbbing again, too. I turned my head and smiled.
Lacey lay next to me, still asleep. She had tucked the sheets to her chest, and she lay curled on her side. Her eyes were closed, long lashes against her cheeks, and her dark short hair was a beautiful mess, in a look only sex could give a woman.
She looked younger when she was asleep, less fierce. Her skin was smooth and her features delicate but dark. She was a real beauty.
I stretched myself out again and felt the sheets rub against my erection. I groaned, flashing on the night before. God, she’d been sexy as hell when she’d arrived here, drunk and ready to give me everything I wanted.
I hadn’t wanted to give in to her. For a moment, she had caught me off guard with her no-business-all-pleasure routine, but my body had gotten with the program damn fast.
Then I was just pure lust and raw animal urge, and it scared me. I didn’t want her to have so much control over me: to tell me today we can’t, tomorrow we can, and to always be left guessing. But I couldn’t help but give in to her. It had only taken me a moment to get her naked and underneath me so I could bury myself deep inside of her.
I turned toward her and trailed a finger down her bare arm.
Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine. Her eyes were blue as the sky and just as clear.
Her eyebrows knit together in a frown.
“Oh, shit,” she said, sitting up.
The sheets fell from her body, revealing her goddess-like beauty. I stared because I’m a man and that’s what I’m wired to do. Lacey realized she was naked, as if she’d forgotten, and pulled the sheets up to cover herself again, glaring at me.
“What?” I asked her.
“I have to get out of here,” she said. “I shouldn’t even be here. God, I shouldn’t have done this.”
I watched her scramble out of bed and search for her clothes.
“Calm down,” I said. “What’s wrong?”
She shook her head. “Do you have any idea what this looks like? What I’ve done?”
I had no idea what she was talking about. She was dressed in record time. She looked around, found the bathroom, and disappeared inside for a moment. When she came out, her hair was a little wet, like she’d run wet hands through it.
“We had both better pray that no one who saw me arrive last night sees me leaving this morning.”
She turned, and I followed her to the living room before she left without saying goodbye. I stood in the living room, butt-ass naked, looking at the door where Lacey had run out.
I had to admit this was a first. I was usually the one running away the morning after. I scratched my head, unsure of how I felt about that. She wasn’t exactly expecting me to call her. I usually hoped that would be the case. But I hadn’t been the one to be left behind like this while someone else runs off in a hurry, and it felt weird.
I shook my head and walked back to the bedroom. The bed was a rumpled mess, evidence that last night had happened at all. I walked to the bathroom and got into the shower. I had to hit the gym again today.
The training facility was all the way on the other side of Miami from my place, and I didn’t feel like driving that far. Also, the Sharks had a game tonight, a game I wouldn’t be a part of, and no one was going to be in the gym training with me.
Brian would be out on the field, running plays with the rest of the team. I didn’t want to see them doing what I wasn’t allowed to do for at least one more game.
So, instead of driving to the training facility, I drove to Anatomy 1220 where I had a fitness membership. It was only a couple of blocks away from my place, situated on the north side of South Beach.
The training facility was never very busy, but the upside of Anatomy 1220 was that anyone could go there. It meant that I had a lot of female ass to stare at when I was on the treadmill. It was worth the extra cash that I paid for a membership, even though I didn’t always get the time to use it.
And today I didn’t even feel like checking out other females. My head was already full of thoughts of Lacey.