of that.
“Say yes,” I demanded.
“Yes,” she answered meekly so I made her say it again.
I didn’t want to leave her. I wanted to haul her on home with me right then and show her how much she’d been on my mind.
But walking off at work would mean the end of the job. I just had to trust that Truly wasn’t going to spend the next two hours talking herself out of it.
As I strolled back to the stands I breathed deeply, trying to tame the tent pole in my pants. A few scrawny morons were horsing around in the student section but after a pointed glare they settled down. I searched for Truly in the crowd but couldn’t find her.
Chase bumped into me at the start of the fourth quarter. “You up for action tonight?”
“Got some lined up.”
He was interested. “Oh yeah, who?”
“Truly.”
A funny look crossed my brother’s face. I didn’t know what the hell for. He wouldn’t be into Truly, especially not now that I’d already been through the gate. That had always been a thing with the three of us. We never fucked the same girl.
But then Chase smiled. “Man,” he shook his head, “between Cord being practically married and you now dipping into the same place repeatedly, it seems I’m alone in the hunt.”
“You can hunt just fine without us.”
“True,” he shrugged. “But packs always snatch the finest game. It’s a documented fact.”
“Get outta here, junior. You riding back with me?”
Chase glanced to the sidelines where the cheerleaders were stretching their shapely legs. “Nah. I’ve got a good chance to ride something a lot more agreeable.”
I watched the minutes tick down on the clock, feeling more wound up with every heartbeat. Yesterday had been a struggle. I’d spend the first half of the day in a foggy hangover and then the dark hours stretched ahead of me with no relief in sight. I played video games to pass the time. When Saylor came home I watched some stupid chick flick with her and Cord. But every second I felt as if I would split into a thousand ugly shards as I fought the urge to grab a bottle. Saylor once accused me of having a drinking problem.
“I don’t have a drinking problem,” I had told her irritably. “I just have a problem when I drink.”
She’d grimaced. “What the hell is the difference, Creed?”
But tonight I didn’t want to touch the shit. I wanted to be fully aware every time Truly Lee cried out with ecstasy and then I would give it to her again.
The clock finally ran out and the crowd began to make for the exit like one massive undulating body. I prayed that girl wasn’t playing head games with herself about why a repeat performance wasn’t a good idea.
Just be there, baby. I swear I’ll make it so fucking good for you.
It seemed to take six eternities for people to shuffle out of the stadium. I had to resist the urge to push them.
As I made my way down to the office to clock out I passed Chase with his arms around two petite cheerleaders. He raised his eyebrows at me but I shook my head. I already knew what I was getting tonight; nothing ordinary could compare.
I exhaled with relief when I saw her standing there. My relief faded when I saw she was standing there with Cord, Saylor, Millie and Brayden. I mean, what the fuck? Were they going to tag along and watch?
Cord looked at me a bit sheepishly as Saylor stood there with her arms crossed and a pouty look on her face. Bray and Millie had the grace to stand off to the side, seeming slightly embarrassed.
“I just wanted to make sure Truly wasn’t going to be stranded here,” Saylor said in a haughty way. Suddenly she seemed like the stuck up brat I remembered disliking when we were growing up in Emblem.
“Saylor,” Truly begged in a low voice.
I put my arm around Truly and she glanced up at me with surprise. I also felt the shudder rolling through her body at
“Say yes,” I demanded.
“Yes,” she answered meekly so I made her say it again.
I didn’t want to leave her. I wanted to haul her on home with me right then and show her how much she’d been on my mind.
But walking off at work would mean the end of the job. I just had to trust that Truly wasn’t going to spend the next two hours talking herself out of it.
As I strolled back to the stands I breathed deeply, trying to tame the tent pole in my pants. A few scrawny morons were horsing around in the student section but after a pointed glare they settled down. I searched for Truly in the crowd but couldn’t find her.
Chase bumped into me at the start of the fourth quarter. “You up for action tonight?”
“Got some lined up.”
He was interested. “Oh yeah, who?”
“Truly.”
A funny look crossed my brother’s face. I didn’t know what the hell for. He wouldn’t be into Truly, especially not now that I’d already been through the gate. That had always been a thing with the three of us. We never fucked the same girl.
But then Chase smiled. “Man,” he shook his head, “between Cord being practically married and you now dipping into the same place repeatedly, it seems I’m alone in the hunt.”
“You can hunt just fine without us.”
“True,” he shrugged. “But packs always snatch the finest game. It’s a documented fact.”
“Get outta here, junior. You riding back with me?”
Chase glanced to the sidelines where the cheerleaders were stretching their shapely legs. “Nah. I’ve got a good chance to ride something a lot more agreeable.”
I watched the minutes tick down on the clock, feeling more wound up with every heartbeat. Yesterday had been a struggle. I’d spend the first half of the day in a foggy hangover and then the dark hours stretched ahead of me with no relief in sight. I played video games to pass the time. When Saylor came home I watched some stupid chick flick with her and Cord. But every second I felt as if I would split into a thousand ugly shards as I fought the urge to grab a bottle. Saylor once accused me of having a drinking problem.
“I don’t have a drinking problem,” I had told her irritably. “I just have a problem when I drink.”
She’d grimaced. “What the hell is the difference, Creed?”
But tonight I didn’t want to touch the shit. I wanted to be fully aware every time Truly Lee cried out with ecstasy and then I would give it to her again.
The clock finally ran out and the crowd began to make for the exit like one massive undulating body. I prayed that girl wasn’t playing head games with herself about why a repeat performance wasn’t a good idea.
Just be there, baby. I swear I’ll make it so fucking good for you.
It seemed to take six eternities for people to shuffle out of the stadium. I had to resist the urge to push them.
As I made my way down to the office to clock out I passed Chase with his arms around two petite cheerleaders. He raised his eyebrows at me but I shook my head. I already knew what I was getting tonight; nothing ordinary could compare.
I exhaled with relief when I saw her standing there. My relief faded when I saw she was standing there with Cord, Saylor, Millie and Brayden. I mean, what the fuck? Were they going to tag along and watch?
Cord looked at me a bit sheepishly as Saylor stood there with her arms crossed and a pouty look on her face. Bray and Millie had the grace to stand off to the side, seeming slightly embarrassed.
“I just wanted to make sure Truly wasn’t going to be stranded here,” Saylor said in a haughty way. Suddenly she seemed like the stuck up brat I remembered disliking when we were growing up in Emblem.
“Saylor,” Truly begged in a low voice.
I put my arm around Truly and she glanced up at me with surprise. I also felt the shudder rolling through her body at
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