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Authors: Lyssa Layne
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There’s no way I’m going to try to park this beast of a car, so I pull in front of the restaurant for valet service. I slide out of the vehicle, holding my dress down as I do hoping no one gets a look at my thong I’m wearing underneath it. My phone beeps and it’s a text from Jace telling me he has a table on the patio. Taking a deep breath, I make my way through the restaurant.
He’s chatting with a table full of college girls sitting beside him. I almost roll my eyes at their hopeless flirting, but think about Grant as I do. Great, I can’t even roll my eyes without thinking about him. I stop in the middle of the restaurant, my stomach flipping back and forth, and I think about turning around to leave. While I’m still trying to make up my mind, Jace sees me and waves me over. When I reach the table, he stands and pulls my chair out for me, giving me a kiss on the cheek which only makes my stomach flop more.
He pours me a glass of wine which I quickly guzzle down. Laughing, he comments, “Nikki Adger, last time I saw you, you weren’t even old enough to drink.”
Setting the wine glass down, I nod and say, “Last time I saw you was a week before my twenty-first birthday, just before you skipped town.” The tone of my voice is hard and full of anger.
Jace frowns. “It’s not healthy to hold a grudge.”
I look down and fiddle with a charm. His fingers move on top of mine, putting an end to my fidgeting. “You’re right though, I did skip town on your birthday. I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he says with a wink and I almost melt away right there. He pours me another glass of wine.
“What’s good here?” I ask as I searching for a menu. Before Jace can answer, the waiter sets a plate of food in front of each of us.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I went ahead and ordered for us.”
I glance down at my plate and laugh at the baked potato with ranch sitting in front of me. Jace grins proudly when I look at him. “I remembered what you liked. You used to eat one of these the night before every game.”
He’s right, it was my guilty pleasure carb-binge that I indulged in every time I played. “Thanks, Jace. These days I try to go a little healthier though.”
He frowns and starts to wave the waiter over but I grab his hand, my body excited by the simple gesture. “It’s okay, it’s been awhile since I’ve had one of these.”
We eat dinner, catching up on our families and old friends. Before we know it, it’s almost midnight and my stomach aches from laughing so hard. We’ve spent the last four hours visiting and reminiscing, but there’s still questions that haven’t been answered.
“Viera’s an hour away. What are you doing here?”
Jace puts his hand on my leg under the table and shrugs. “I saw you and Adamson together in the paper. I came looking for you once before when spring training first started. But then I got busy, so this is the first chance I’ve had to come see you in person… and I haven’t been disappointed.”
His hand starts to massage my thigh and I feel my thong getting damp. Twisting the stem of the wine glass in front of me, I try to gather my thoughts. Concentrate, Colie.
“But… why?”
Jace leans in close to me, his hand sliding up my thigh under my dress. His breath on my ear only making me wetter. “Nikki, you know there’s always been an attraction between us, but life keeps getting in the way. Boyfriends, girlfriends, our sports, school but now we’re both single, consenting adults…”
He sucks gently on my earlobe while his hand pushes between my legs. My body is quivering at his touch, but like I told Grant, now is not the time. I grab his hand and hold it steady. “I’m not looking for a relationship right now,” I say, and see a gleam in his eyes so I quickly add, “or anything else.”
His face falls and he kisses my neck right below my ear. “I want to
There’s no way I’m going to try to park this beast of a car, so I pull in front of the restaurant for valet service. I slide out of the vehicle, holding my dress down as I do hoping no one gets a look at my thong I’m wearing underneath it. My phone beeps and it’s a text from Jace telling me he has a table on the patio. Taking a deep breath, I make my way through the restaurant.
He’s chatting with a table full of college girls sitting beside him. I almost roll my eyes at their hopeless flirting, but think about Grant as I do. Great, I can’t even roll my eyes without thinking about him. I stop in the middle of the restaurant, my stomach flipping back and forth, and I think about turning around to leave. While I’m still trying to make up my mind, Jace sees me and waves me over. When I reach the table, he stands and pulls my chair out for me, giving me a kiss on the cheek which only makes my stomach flop more.
He pours me a glass of wine which I quickly guzzle down. Laughing, he comments, “Nikki Adger, last time I saw you, you weren’t even old enough to drink.”
Setting the wine glass down, I nod and say, “Last time I saw you was a week before my twenty-first birthday, just before you skipped town.” The tone of my voice is hard and full of anger.
Jace frowns. “It’s not healthy to hold a grudge.”
I look down and fiddle with a charm. His fingers move on top of mine, putting an end to my fidgeting. “You’re right though, I did skip town on your birthday. I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he says with a wink and I almost melt away right there. He pours me another glass of wine.
“What’s good here?” I ask as I searching for a menu. Before Jace can answer, the waiter sets a plate of food in front of each of us.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I went ahead and ordered for us.”
I glance down at my plate and laugh at the baked potato with ranch sitting in front of me. Jace grins proudly when I look at him. “I remembered what you liked. You used to eat one of these the night before every game.”
He’s right, it was my guilty pleasure carb-binge that I indulged in every time I played. “Thanks, Jace. These days I try to go a little healthier though.”
He frowns and starts to wave the waiter over but I grab his hand, my body excited by the simple gesture. “It’s okay, it’s been awhile since I’ve had one of these.”
We eat dinner, catching up on our families and old friends. Before we know it, it’s almost midnight and my stomach aches from laughing so hard. We’ve spent the last four hours visiting and reminiscing, but there’s still questions that haven’t been answered.
“Viera’s an hour away. What are you doing here?”
Jace puts his hand on my leg under the table and shrugs. “I saw you and Adamson together in the paper. I came looking for you once before when spring training first started. But then I got busy, so this is the first chance I’ve had to come see you in person… and I haven’t been disappointed.”
His hand starts to massage my thigh and I feel my thong getting damp. Twisting the stem of the wine glass in front of me, I try to gather my thoughts. Concentrate, Colie.
“But… why?”
Jace leans in close to me, his hand sliding up my thigh under my dress. His breath on my ear only making me wetter. “Nikki, you know there’s always been an attraction between us, but life keeps getting in the way. Boyfriends, girlfriends, our sports, school but now we’re both single, consenting adults…”
He sucks gently on my earlobe while his hand pushes between my legs. My body is quivering at his touch, but like I told Grant, now is not the time. I grab his hand and hold it steady. “I’m not looking for a relationship right now,” I say, and see a gleam in his eyes so I quickly add, “or anything else.”
His face falls and he kisses my neck right below my ear. “I want to
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