“It’s okay. From what I read in the press, you have no problem scoring with women. I’m sure your cock was memorable to them.”
“How about I take you home with me and remind you just how much I can make you come for me?”
She backed away. “Thanks for the drink.”
Not allowing me a chance to object, she turned to leave, but I grabbed onto her arm, holding her in place.
“Where do you think you’re going?” It felt as if my whole world was about to walk away from me.
Before I could give it too much thought, I pulled her toward my chest, bringing her into my arms. In one fluid motion, I gripped the back of her neck, tugging her closer to my lips.
I didn’t falter—I loved the way she was looking at me.
“Come home with me, Baby Soph.”
I could see it in her eyes, the internal battle she was fighting. Knowing that I might lose, I went to war with her mouth.
For the first time in five years, I kissed her until the earth stopped moving and time stood still.
Claiming her.
Mine.
When I pulled away, I looked deep into her eyes. Fully aware I’d won.
Inhaling a deep breath, she whispered against my lips, “Lead the way, Quarterback.
I drove us back to my house where we spent the rest of the night drinking, laughing, fucking. It like was old times. From the moment she climbed into my truck, I felt like this was destiny. The amount of times Sophie had talked about fate was not lost on me as I reached for her hand, pulling it into my lap.
All night, I thought this was the moment everything would change for us. We’d move forward and forget about the past. I’d figure out how to tell her the truth about Evie without my father threatening to expose her mother’s secrets.
I wouldn’t lose her again.
I couldn’t.
She meant too much to me.
She slept in my arms, and I stayed awake until the sun started rolling in. Taking in her long, messy, unruly hair partially covering her face, to her pouty, pursed lips swollen from my relentless and insatiable assault on her mouth. Her flushed, naked, bare skin only reminded me of how many times I’d lost myself inside of her.
The scent of sex hung heavy in the room, fueling the memories of how many times I’d made her mine during our time together.
Her beauty held me captive.
She was glowing.
Serene.
Fucking breathtaking.
I fell asleep, holding her closer to my heart. My soul. The only woman I’d ever loved. I woke up hopeful for the future.
Except she was long gone.
I didn’t realize this until later when I couldn’t find her anywhere. That night wasn’t our second chance…
* * *
It was her goodbye.