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he's a man who can have anyone he wants. He can’t want anything serious—he got into this the same way I did, by picking up someone in a bar. Why am I letting my heart get involved, and why am I jeopardizing my success?
With that I feel my eyes beginning to fill with hot tears. It’s the stress, it’s the situation, it’s the fact that I’m completely exhausted, but I’m starting to feel like I’m falling for this man.
He collapses on top of me, breathing deeply and steadily.
“Oh my Lord, Odell, that was amazing,” he says softly. “You are incredible.” He kisses my neck and cheek.
I can't answer him, I just quickly wipe my eyes so that he doesn't see they're wet. I draw my nails gently up and down his broad, muscular back, in rhythm with his breathing.
“Hey, I promised you a drink,” he smiles, rolling off me. “Before we got into all this.”
“That you did,” I grin.
“What would you like?”
“Just water for me,” I say. “I guess I should be going soon, after all.”
“You don't have to go so fast if you don't want to,” he smiles. If he wasn’t Gryphon James, I would say it were a shy look. “You don't have anything too pressing to do tomorrow, do you?”
“Only keeping your ass out of jail,” I grin.
“Ah, yeah.” He turns away and looks at the ceiling. “That. For a lovely, freeing moment, I almost forgot about that.”
“Sorry, Griff,” I say. “But you have to admit that it is pretty important.” I stroke his arm. “For both of us.”
“Yeah. Anyway,” he turns to me and says, “you still want that drink?”
“Sure, thanks.”
He gets up, and I watch that ripped and sculpted body of his stretch out to its full glory. He puts on his boxer briefs. It's like a strip show, but only in reverse.
“Getting a good look?” he says, but this time he's smiling ear to ear.
“You bet,” I smile. “Hey, I hope you'd be doing the same to me if I were the one going around practically naked.”
“I'd do the same to you even if you were in a snowsuit,” he grins, and saunters out of the room.
9
Gryphon
I pour two glasses of wine and two glasses of water; one of which I down immediately before I fill it again. Like my trainer always says, hydration is important. Leaning against the counter, I wonder just what in sweet hell it is that I think I'm doing. If there's anyone to stay away from ... it's my lawyer. But I've always been attracted to the wrong women. Getting involved with Sabrina was just another example of my clearly poor judgment.
At the time I thought that she and I could be together, and that being together with her would be at best wonderful, and at worst, better than being alone forever. What I didn't count on was that she would want to take advantage of me and having my name dragged through the mud. Threaten to ruin me.
After my youth hardened me, my time in the foster home shaped me, and my parent’s relationship ended in its tragic way, I didn’t think I’d ever open myself up to anyone. When Sabrina came along, I somehow did. And if I was that wrong about Sabrina, how can I trust my judgment with Odell? My heart is opening to her now, I can feel it. And I know that’s dangerous territory, but I feel like it’s past the point of no return.
I think for a moment, then pour another glass of water. I worked hard today. On the field and in between the sheets. At least I'm good for something, I figure, as my mind turns to a more pleasant topic—the feeling of her legs and her pussy wrapped around me.
There’s a hand on my arm.
“Hey, Griff. What's on your mind?” Odell says softly, her eyes warm and soft. “Is everything all right?”
“Yeah,” I say and put down my glass. “I was just thinking about things. It’s nothing you need to trouble yourself with, though.”
“Look, I'm sorry I brought up the trial,” she says. “I didn't want to ruin the nice time we were having. I just want to make sure that everything goes as well as
With that I feel my eyes beginning to fill with hot tears. It’s the stress, it’s the situation, it’s the fact that I’m completely exhausted, but I’m starting to feel like I’m falling for this man.
He collapses on top of me, breathing deeply and steadily.
“Oh my Lord, Odell, that was amazing,” he says softly. “You are incredible.” He kisses my neck and cheek.
I can't answer him, I just quickly wipe my eyes so that he doesn't see they're wet. I draw my nails gently up and down his broad, muscular back, in rhythm with his breathing.
“Hey, I promised you a drink,” he smiles, rolling off me. “Before we got into all this.”
“That you did,” I grin.
“What would you like?”
“Just water for me,” I say. “I guess I should be going soon, after all.”
“You don't have to go so fast if you don't want to,” he smiles. If he wasn’t Gryphon James, I would say it were a shy look. “You don't have anything too pressing to do tomorrow, do you?”
“Only keeping your ass out of jail,” I grin.
“Ah, yeah.” He turns away and looks at the ceiling. “That. For a lovely, freeing moment, I almost forgot about that.”
“Sorry, Griff,” I say. “But you have to admit that it is pretty important.” I stroke his arm. “For both of us.”
“Yeah. Anyway,” he turns to me and says, “you still want that drink?”
“Sure, thanks.”
He gets up, and I watch that ripped and sculpted body of his stretch out to its full glory. He puts on his boxer briefs. It's like a strip show, but only in reverse.
“Getting a good look?” he says, but this time he's smiling ear to ear.
“You bet,” I smile. “Hey, I hope you'd be doing the same to me if I were the one going around practically naked.”
“I'd do the same to you even if you were in a snowsuit,” he grins, and saunters out of the room.
9
Gryphon
I pour two glasses of wine and two glasses of water; one of which I down immediately before I fill it again. Like my trainer always says, hydration is important. Leaning against the counter, I wonder just what in sweet hell it is that I think I'm doing. If there's anyone to stay away from ... it's my lawyer. But I've always been attracted to the wrong women. Getting involved with Sabrina was just another example of my clearly poor judgment.
At the time I thought that she and I could be together, and that being together with her would be at best wonderful, and at worst, better than being alone forever. What I didn't count on was that she would want to take advantage of me and having my name dragged through the mud. Threaten to ruin me.
After my youth hardened me, my time in the foster home shaped me, and my parent’s relationship ended in its tragic way, I didn’t think I’d ever open myself up to anyone. When Sabrina came along, I somehow did. And if I was that wrong about Sabrina, how can I trust my judgment with Odell? My heart is opening to her now, I can feel it. And I know that’s dangerous territory, but I feel like it’s past the point of no return.
I think for a moment, then pour another glass of water. I worked hard today. On the field and in between the sheets. At least I'm good for something, I figure, as my mind turns to a more pleasant topic—the feeling of her legs and her pussy wrapped around me.
There’s a hand on my arm.
“Hey, Griff. What's on your mind?” Odell says softly, her eyes warm and soft. “Is everything all right?”
“Yeah,” I say and put down my glass. “I was just thinking about things. It’s nothing you need to trouble yourself with, though.”
“Look, I'm sorry I brought up the trial,” she says. “I didn't want to ruin the nice time we were having. I just want to make sure that everything goes as well as
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