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again.”
Her eyes flew back to his.
“There is really something sexy about you knowing all about pitching and every detail of my tryout and believing in me so adamantly.”
Oh boy, she really wanted to kiss him again. Or have him kiss her. However, whatever , it took to get his mouth on hers.
“Then I overheard you talking to Bryan. You really do think I’m amazing. You aren’t just saying that to me .”
“I’ve always thought you were amazing,” she said.
He pulled her close and lowered his head. “Yeah, the wanting to kiss you isn’t new either.”
And then he was.
It was so much more than the spontaneous good-luck kiss. It was even more than the one just a minute ago. This one was much more…intentional.
His lips moved over hers slowly, deliberately, as if he was savoring her. After only a few seconds she was clinging to him, his shirt fisted in her hands, her back arching as she tried to get closer.
Caitlyn felt his hand move to the back of her neck, holding her in place as he tasted her, his tongue sliding along her lower lip and then in against her tongue when she sighed.
When he finally lifted his head, she swore that she could still feel his tongue on hers. And in a few other places it hadn’t actually been.
“Whoa,” she breathed out.
He nodded. “Yeah.”
“We should…”
“Stop.”
“Do that again.”
They spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.
He let go of her and stepped back.
“You think we should stop,” she said, trying not to show just how disappointed she was.
“You think we should keep going?” He looked a little stunned at that.
“I think I need another shot.” She raised her hand and signaled the waitress.
She was definitely going to need another, because she’d just made a life-altering decision. Do or die. All or nothing. Play hard or go home.
Gulp.
* * *
Another shot was such a bad idea. But Eli tipped his head back, swallowing his third dose of Jäger anyway. The tryout was over. It was out of his hands. Nothing he could do. His life was currently in a strange limbo state between what he’d always known and what he’d always dreamed of. Tomorrow his life could change forever. Or not. But for tonight, he was floating between the two worlds.
It seemed appropriate somehow that he was floating with Caitlyn.
She was also something he’d always known and something he’d always dreamed of—even though he’d been pretty adamantly telling himself that he couldn’t dream about her. He was no longer lying to himself. He wanted her. Good idea? No. Worst thing he’d ever done? Probably not. So, he was somewhere in between on that as well.
Caitlyn also took her third shot. The look on her face as she swallowed the liqueur was adorable.
“How many more shots do you need?” she asked.
He frowned. “What?”
“Well, it took two to get you to kiss me. You just had your third. I’m wondering how many you need to take me to bed.”
He just stared at her. He blinked. He was pretty much raring to go right now, actually. “How many do you need?”
She gave him a smile that wasn’t a bit tipsy. And was fully seductive. “I didn’t need even one, Eli.”
It was like his cock was voice-activated. All she’d done was talk and he was rock hard. “Damn, Cait.”
“You can’t be completely surprised.”
Was he surprised? That she was attracted to him? That she wanted to sleep with him?
Yeah, he fucking was. Because if his mind had ever even started to go in that direction, he would have shut it down.
“I don’t need anything to want you,” he said honestly. “I’m going to need a few more to get me past that.”
She took a long draw on her beer. After she swallowed, she nodded. “Okay, well, I’m going to need two more to get to drunk-enough-to-fall-asleep-even-knowing-you’re-half-naked-in-the-next-bed and drunk-enough-to-not-even-get-up-in-the-night-for-the-bathroom.”
Ah yes, the bathroom last night. As if that had been
Her eyes flew back to his.
“There is really something sexy about you knowing all about pitching and every detail of my tryout and believing in me so adamantly.”
Oh boy, she really wanted to kiss him again. Or have him kiss her. However, whatever , it took to get his mouth on hers.
“Then I overheard you talking to Bryan. You really do think I’m amazing. You aren’t just saying that to me .”
“I’ve always thought you were amazing,” she said.
He pulled her close and lowered his head. “Yeah, the wanting to kiss you isn’t new either.”
And then he was.
It was so much more than the spontaneous good-luck kiss. It was even more than the one just a minute ago. This one was much more…intentional.
His lips moved over hers slowly, deliberately, as if he was savoring her. After only a few seconds she was clinging to him, his shirt fisted in her hands, her back arching as she tried to get closer.
Caitlyn felt his hand move to the back of her neck, holding her in place as he tasted her, his tongue sliding along her lower lip and then in against her tongue when she sighed.
When he finally lifted his head, she swore that she could still feel his tongue on hers. And in a few other places it hadn’t actually been.
“Whoa,” she breathed out.
He nodded. “Yeah.”
“We should…”
“Stop.”
“Do that again.”
They spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.
He let go of her and stepped back.
“You think we should stop,” she said, trying not to show just how disappointed she was.
“You think we should keep going?” He looked a little stunned at that.
“I think I need another shot.” She raised her hand and signaled the waitress.
She was definitely going to need another, because she’d just made a life-altering decision. Do or die. All or nothing. Play hard or go home.
Gulp.
* * *
Another shot was such a bad idea. But Eli tipped his head back, swallowing his third dose of Jäger anyway. The tryout was over. It was out of his hands. Nothing he could do. His life was currently in a strange limbo state between what he’d always known and what he’d always dreamed of. Tomorrow his life could change forever. Or not. But for tonight, he was floating between the two worlds.
It seemed appropriate somehow that he was floating with Caitlyn.
She was also something he’d always known and something he’d always dreamed of—even though he’d been pretty adamantly telling himself that he couldn’t dream about her. He was no longer lying to himself. He wanted her. Good idea? No. Worst thing he’d ever done? Probably not. So, he was somewhere in between on that as well.
Caitlyn also took her third shot. The look on her face as she swallowed the liqueur was adorable.
“How many more shots do you need?” she asked.
He frowned. “What?”
“Well, it took two to get you to kiss me. You just had your third. I’m wondering how many you need to take me to bed.”
He just stared at her. He blinked. He was pretty much raring to go right now, actually. “How many do you need?”
She gave him a smile that wasn’t a bit tipsy. And was fully seductive. “I didn’t need even one, Eli.”
It was like his cock was voice-activated. All she’d done was talk and he was rock hard. “Damn, Cait.”
“You can’t be completely surprised.”
Was he surprised? That she was attracted to him? That she wanted to sleep with him?
Yeah, he fucking was. Because if his mind had ever even started to go in that direction, he would have shut it down.
“I don’t need anything to want you,” he said honestly. “I’m going to need a few more to get me past that.”
She took a long draw on her beer. After she swallowed, she nodded. “Okay, well, I’m going to need two more to get to drunk-enough-to-fall-asleep-even-knowing-you’re-half-naked-in-the-next-bed and drunk-enough-to-not-even-get-up-in-the-night-for-the-bathroom.”
Ah yes, the bathroom last night. As if that had been
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