"No, look, I'm pissed. You should've been here tonight."
My insides started to stir awake. "Are you kidding me? How was I supposed to know? I haven't talked to either of you all week."
There was silence for a second. "You haven't?"
"No," I snapped out. "I had to hear from Mark Decraw that you guys are having a party tomorrow night."
"Oh…I'm sorry, Sam. I really am. I thought we told you about that."
"How would you? You'd have to communicate with me to do that."
"No, I thought, oh man, I thought Mason must've been talking to you since the two of you are…"
"Stop right there. We're not dating. We're not anything. For me to know what we are there'd have to be a conversation about it and I haven't heard a word from him so there's definitely been no conversation about that." My chest was heaving up and down. I patted at it. I needed to calm down.
My phone beeped in my ear and I cursed as I pulled it away. Mason had sent me a text. 'Want to eat? I'm hungry.'
I groaned into the phone. "Is he there with you?"
"Who?"
"You know who."
"No," he sighed. "I was calling to chew you out, but that didn't turn out how I thought it would—"
"Where's Mason?"
"I don't know. I'm being honest. Some of the guys are headed out for pizza and then there's a party. I was going to see if you wanted to come with, but now I'm scared to ask you. Why? Did he call you now?"
"Yeah."
"Call him back. I'll see you tonight." His voice got cheery and the dial tone blared in my ear next.
I cursed as I glared at the phone. It beeped again and it was another text from Mason. 'Are you home?'
Then I heard his voice in the hallway. "Sam?"
It wasn't long before my door was pushed open and he flicked my light on. I was blinded for a moment.
"Hey, did you get my texts?"
I snapped my phone shut and drew my robe tighter around me. "Yes."
He grinned and ran a hand through his wet hair. He looked like he'd showered. "You pissed at me because I haven't called all week?"
"Nope. Not at all. I cried on Adam's shoulder today."
His eyes narrowed and lingered on my face. "Did you?"
"Yep. I did."
"Okay. I don't know what to do with that. You want to get some food with me? There's a party tonight."
"Is there?" I cringed at the jealousy in my voice. It wasn't like me. "I'm sorry. I'm acting stupid."
His eyes took on a darker look and he shut the door behind him. He turned the light off and it wasn't long before his hand was on my knee. He murmured against my skin as he tenderly nudged me back down on the bed. "I'm sorry I haven't called this week. I am."
My neck arched when his lips found it. His hand swept from my cheek, down my arm, to my waist, and swept back up to cup my breast. I groaned when I felt his hand work its way past my robe and his thumb grazed over my nipple. His mouth replaced his thumb and I felt his tongue sweeping around it next.
He whispered against my breast, "It won't mean much, but I thought about you. All week. I wanted to do this and I knew if I called you, I'd come over and do this."
"Just…" I braided my hands through his hair and pulled his head up. "Shut up."
He chuckled before his mouth slammed onto mine.
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
He thrust in me a last time. My legs were wrapped around his waist and one of his hands held them up as the other braced himself on the bed above my head. My entire body lifted off the bed as my climax ripped through me. Waves of pleasure rode through me and I trembled as he held me in his arms. He trembled with me and then tucked me in front of him to curl around me. He tucked his chin into the crook of my neck.
When he yawned, his whole body yawned with him.
Something fluttered in my stomach at that feel of that and I laced my fingers through his. "No party for us tonight?"
He chuckled and his breath caressed my skin. "It's three in the morning. It's a bit late for that."
As he tightened his hold on my waist, my eyelids started to close, but my whole body felt renewed and invigorated. "Are you going to stay the night?"
He cursed and reached over me. "I need to set the alarm."
When he was done, I turned and slid one of my legs through his, the other was on top of his and I snuggled against him. He pressed a kiss to my forehead and my body tingled as he brushed back some of my hair.
"Your mom's not expecting you?"
"Nah. She knows we're out. She's not stupid. Logan probably won't go to the hotel either." He chuckled and skimmed a hand down my side. "He dropped that girl. Did you hear about that?"
"Tanya, the one Adam liked?"
He smirked. "The other one he liked, yeah. He dropped her after the game and went off with some other girl."
"He called me after your game. He was pissed I wasn't there."
He smoothed back some of my hair and ran a thumb over my cheek to my lips. "I wasn't sure if you'd come. I figured if you came, I'd want to bend you over." He grinned. "No offense, but you get in my head."
"Do I?" I grinned as I caressed up his arms. His muscles twitched under my touch.