24 Jun A Little Sneak Peek…(from Love on the Highlight Reel)
Unedited. Subject to change. Coming soon…ish. Let’s say mid-summer.
I have officially lost my mind.
That was the only possible explanation for why I was sprawled naked across Jordan’s bed, not even twelve hours after I’d realized how stupid it was for me to spend so much time in his home.
A shiver rushed through my body as his fingers brushed over my skin, and I reflexively angled myself in his direction. His hand ran up my side, then buried in my hair to turn my face toward his. “You’re hungry aren’t you?”
I closed my eyes as his lips pressed to my forehead. “Yeah,” I nodded, then squealed as he moved his hand down to squeeze my ass, pulling me closer to him. “How did you know?”
“That calm ass climax you just gave me. You always get quiet on me when you’re hungry. I’ve got you though.”
He kissed me again – a little peck on the nose that made me want to wrap my arms around his neck and keep him close – then lumbered out of the bed. I just laid there, admiring the beauty of his sculpted, mahogany-toned body as he found his boxers and pulled them on.
“Sushi okay with you?” he asked, running a hand over his thick hair. I nodded, and he grabbed his phone before heading into his kitchen to look for the menu that had come with our last order.
As soon as he was gone, I flopped onto my back again, hating myself for how good this moment felt to me. Amazing sex, the way he knew me and my body, the fact that he already knew what I would want to eat…
This was swinging into dangerous territory way too fast.
“Twenty minutes,” he said, stepping back into the room after he’d placed our order. “We’ll have to actually go in and eat one day.”
A weight settled onto my chest, and I sat up, tucking myself under the covers. “Yeah… about that.”
“What’s up?” Jordan looked up from his phone to meet my gaze, and I forced myself not to look away.
“Umm… that’s probably not such a good idea, is it? For us to be seen together like that? You know, people would probably start talking. Especially if anybody has seen us going back and forth to each other’s place like we have been. That’s probably another thing we need to kind of… chill on.”
Jordan’s eyes narrowed, and filled with an unease that made my throat ache. “So what are you saying, Cole?”
I actually flinched. Who knew being called by your preferred name could feel so impersonal?
“I… just that I don’t want to be put under the media microscope. We haven’t even defined anything yet, and I don’t want to have to deal with that kind of attention.”
“Right. So, what should we do?” he asked, in a flat, unaffected tone. “Should we not see each other?”
“No!” I said, raising my hands, hoping to pacify him. “It’s not that. I’m saying that maybe we should be more careful. Start meeting somewhere neutral, like a really private hotel or something.”
“So you want to hide?”
I sighed. “Don’t think of it like that. It’s more like. I want to figure this out before the media starts trying to do it for us. And can you imagine what’s going to happen if the team finds out? I’m not ready to have a conversation about this with my father! Can you understand that?”
“I don’t have a problem understanding that, but what I don’t want to happen is us doing this hotel shit as a way for you to keep your distance. That’s not a game I’m going to play with you.”
“It’s not about a game, I swear!”
Jordan stared at me for a long moment, then looked away as he let out a deep sigh.
He watched me as I peeled the covers away, then eased out of his elevated king-sized bed. My bare toes sank into the plush carpet as I padded over to him, completely nude, but not at all uncomfortable. My shoulders dropped in relief when he wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me against him.
“Your ass is spoiled,” he mumbled into my neck, then kissed me there. He pulled back to look me in the eyes. “We’ll do it your way… for now.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he said, chuckling as I nuzzled my face against his chest. “You wanna grab a shower before the food gets here?”
I nodded. “It’ll be the last one before you fly out with the team.”
I bit my lip as soon as those words left my mouth, but Jordan’s mouth spread into a grin. “Oh, shit! You said that like you’re gonna miss me.”
“Hell nah.” He cupped my face in his hands, tipping it up toward his. “Tell the truth. You gonna miss me?”
I swallowed hard, trying my best to keep my expression neutral. I wanted, badly, to be able to deny it, but…
What the hell was wrong with me, that it physically hurt just to be honest with him about my feelings? That one little word, a simple yes, ripped me in half. And if that wasn’t bad enough… the kiss he gave me after I said it seemed like it was putting me back together.
I pushed myself up on my toes, trying to get closer. Jordan’s warm laughter vibrated against my mouth as I looped my arms around his neck and hooked a thigh around his waist, literally climbing him.
We were both laughing by the time he pressed me against the cool, stone-tiled wall of his shower. I closed my eyes, basking in how right it felt to be with him like this, hot water streaming over us as he buried himself between my legs.
This is how you end up falling in love.