Page 213 of Just for the Cameras
“Hello?”
“Hey, beautiful,” he says, his husky voice instantly calming me. “I forgot to mention that we have a team dinner Friday night. I meant to ask you if you wanted to go but forgot, given everything that happened. Would you do me the honor of being my date?”
My smile stretches from ear to ear. “You sure you don’t want to take someone else?” I sit on my bed, pulling my knees up to my chest as I pick up the pillow he slept on and hug it close.
It smells like him.
“Who the hell else would I take?”
“OC,” I tease.
“Fuck…no.”
I let out a low chuckle. “You two would look cute together.”
“Would rather eat rusty razor blades than take that annoying puke anywhere.”
“He’s not that bad,” I reply, making Graydon grumble.
“He counted how many times we had sex the other night.”
“As if you weren’t counting.”
“I was counting, but that’s because I was the man fucking you, not him.”
God, the way he says “fucking,” it’s like he’s purring in my ear. Such a turn-on.
“I don’t know. Maybe you should give him a chance. He would be the sunshine to your grumpy.”
“Keep joking about it and see what kind of spanking you’ll get next time I see you.”
“Is that supposed to be a threat? Because to me, it sounds more like a good time.”
“Maple,” he says in a gruff tone.
“Yes?” I ask, a smile on my face that I can’t seem to hold back.
“You can’t turn me on before I head into training.”
I laugh. “Is it really that easy?”
“With you? Always.”
How can he say something so simple like that, yet make my cheeks blush like he’s right here in the room, staring me down?
“Well, we can’t have you hard while touching your teammates.”
“Yeah, I want to try to avoid that.”
“Then let’s change the subject. About this party…”
“Right. Are you going to say yes?”
“I would prefer to keep you on the edge of your seat about my attendance, but given your possible hardening situation, I think I’ll be nice and let you know that I’ll be there.”
“Good.”
“Is there anything special I need to wear? Like, is this a fancy event?”
