as her eyes met mine. She placed down her phone and tossed a t-shirt at me. “Wear that. I think it’s appropriate for today.”
I opened up the t-shirt and stared at the Panthers logo. My eyes narrowed at the shirt and then gazed over at Katherine. She smirked. “Hurry up now. We don’t want to miss kick off.”
After she dressed back into her outfit from the night before, a Town Car met us downstairs from my loft. We snuggled in the seat on the way back to her apartment with my arm slung around her and her hand resting on my thigh.
“Have you talked to Jordan this morning?”
“I did while you were in the shower. They were headed back to her parents’ house. They missed the girls.” I covered her hand on my thigh with my free one. She looked down and intertwined our fingers. My chest warmed from her touch. She gazed up at me and whispered, “You have no idea how badly I needed my friend. Thank you for getting her down here.”
I squeezed my arm around her and kissed the top of her head while breathing in her scent. My chest warmed again with an ache, a welcoming ache. I didn’t know what was happening, but I liked the sensation of it so much that I just didn’t give a damn. We climbed out of the Town Car when we arrived to her apartment. Our hands remained together the ride up the elevator and down the hall to her door. Everything was so comfortable around her. I didn’t have to charm her. She had seemed immune to my charms in the past. Maybe I just had to break through those walls. I did it before and I would make sure to break down every brick she had built up between us.
Katherine let go of my hand when we walked through her door. Emptiness consumed my chest again, so much so that I rubbed my hand over it. It missed the warmth. Katherine went over to the TV and turned it to ESPN. After tossing the remote on the sofa, I gazed at her while she walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer. She twisted off the cap and tossed it in the trash as she came back to me. She handed the beer to me and said, “Give me thirty minutes.”
She turned to go, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to me. A beer in one hand and her waist in the other, I slowly grazed my lips over hers. Kissing along her neck, I whispered, “Hurry back.”
She turned to walk away and I couldn’t help but slap that sexy ass of hers, which resulted in a squeal as she disappeared down the hall. Sitting on her leather sofa, I took a pull of my beer. Nothing was better than beer before noon. I watched NFL Countdown as the Carolina Panthers prepared for their game today against the New Orleans Saints. I assumed we were going to a bar to watch the game. The fact that a sexy, beautiful woman liked football was fucking hot. I needed to get her in nothing else but a Panthers jersey one day. I could wake up to that beautiful creature straddling me every morning. There would be nothing wrong with waking up to that for the rest of my life.
My arm stopped in midair with the beer halfway to my mouth.
For the rest of my life?
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, Katherine emerged from the hallway wearing a snug black v-neck tank top with the Panthers logo on it. Tight skinny jeans showed off her glorious curves with black knee high boots. Her long auburn hair cascaded down her back. She was stunningly beautiful.
Yeah, I could do this forever.
My chest—and my hand—was warm again as we walked outside and back into the waiting Town Car. After watching that sexy ass scoot across the leather seat, we snuggled again as we were driven through the streets of Charlotte. “Where are we going, beautiful?
Her eyes lifted up as that smile of hers crinkled her cheeks. She closed the distance between us as her lips met mine. Her tongue flicked my bottom lip and I was a goner. A small hum echoed in the background. I pulled away as Katherine pushed a button, drawing up a partition between us and the driver. A sexy smirk graced her lips as she pressed
I opened up the t-shirt and stared at the Panthers logo. My eyes narrowed at the shirt and then gazed over at Katherine. She smirked. “Hurry up now. We don’t want to miss kick off.”
After she dressed back into her outfit from the night before, a Town Car met us downstairs from my loft. We snuggled in the seat on the way back to her apartment with my arm slung around her and her hand resting on my thigh.
“Have you talked to Jordan this morning?”
“I did while you were in the shower. They were headed back to her parents’ house. They missed the girls.” I covered her hand on my thigh with my free one. She looked down and intertwined our fingers. My chest warmed from her touch. She gazed up at me and whispered, “You have no idea how badly I needed my friend. Thank you for getting her down here.”
I squeezed my arm around her and kissed the top of her head while breathing in her scent. My chest warmed again with an ache, a welcoming ache. I didn’t know what was happening, but I liked the sensation of it so much that I just didn’t give a damn. We climbed out of the Town Car when we arrived to her apartment. Our hands remained together the ride up the elevator and down the hall to her door. Everything was so comfortable around her. I didn’t have to charm her. She had seemed immune to my charms in the past. Maybe I just had to break through those walls. I did it before and I would make sure to break down every brick she had built up between us.
Katherine let go of my hand when we walked through her door. Emptiness consumed my chest again, so much so that I rubbed my hand over it. It missed the warmth. Katherine went over to the TV and turned it to ESPN. After tossing the remote on the sofa, I gazed at her while she walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer. She twisted off the cap and tossed it in the trash as she came back to me. She handed the beer to me and said, “Give me thirty minutes.”
She turned to go, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to me. A beer in one hand and her waist in the other, I slowly grazed my lips over hers. Kissing along her neck, I whispered, “Hurry back.”
She turned to walk away and I couldn’t help but slap that sexy ass of hers, which resulted in a squeal as she disappeared down the hall. Sitting on her leather sofa, I took a pull of my beer. Nothing was better than beer before noon. I watched NFL Countdown as the Carolina Panthers prepared for their game today against the New Orleans Saints. I assumed we were going to a bar to watch the game. The fact that a sexy, beautiful woman liked football was fucking hot. I needed to get her in nothing else but a Panthers jersey one day. I could wake up to that beautiful creature straddling me every morning. There would be nothing wrong with waking up to that for the rest of my life.
My arm stopped in midair with the beer halfway to my mouth.
For the rest of my life?
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, Katherine emerged from the hallway wearing a snug black v-neck tank top with the Panthers logo on it. Tight skinny jeans showed off her glorious curves with black knee high boots. Her long auburn hair cascaded down her back. She was stunningly beautiful.
Yeah, I could do this forever.
My chest—and my hand—was warm again as we walked outside and back into the waiting Town Car. After watching that sexy ass scoot across the leather seat, we snuggled again as we were driven through the streets of Charlotte. “Where are we going, beautiful?
Her eyes lifted up as that smile of hers crinkled her cheeks. She closed the distance between us as her lips met mine. Her tongue flicked my bottom lip and I was a goner. A small hum echoed in the background. I pulled away as Katherine pushed a button, drawing up a partition between us and the driver. A sexy smirk graced her lips as she pressed
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