Sure was.
* * *
Sleep was not going to come. Not when Cole kept reliving that kiss.
In all the time he’d known her, Hailey had given him very clear fuck-off vibes. Like their one and only date when she’d barely tolerated him.
Which, of course, was the reason he’d made the fatal mistake of taking her to that party. He’d needed to win her over, so he’d gone for something more. Something bigger than dinner on the side of a mountain.
Spectacular fail.
Lying on his back, he stared up at the ceiling. He hadn’t closed the curtains, so moonlight filled his room with a silver glow.Damn. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way she’d clung to him and kissed him like she couldn’t get enough.
Sensation streamed through him, and he palmed his aching cock. He wanted her so badly. She’d starred in thousands of fantasies, but she’d been so uptight around him, so serious and responsible, that he couldn’t tell what she’d be like in bed. Now, with that kiss, he knew.
She’d be fucking wild.
She just needed to be comfortable with someone.
She likes me.
And I didn’t have to do a damn thing to “win her over.”
Closing his eyes, he pictured her riding him, features slack with pleasure, her bouncy curls cascading down her back and pooling on his thighs. He wanted to cup her tits and rock up into her…fuck her harder and faster…get deeper…all the fucking way.
He could never get close enough to her. He was insatiable.
Sexual tension wound him up so tightly, he shoved the sheet off and got out of bed.
I’m not jerking off.
What if one of the girls walked into his room?
Instead, he picked up his phone and sorted through texts and emails from his coach and teammates.
Connor: We need you back here, man.
Illy: You’re playing Thursday, right?
Coach: Let me know when you get the MRI results.
He answered as best as he could, but his mind kept fast-forwarding to the morning. He’d have to wake Paisley up earlier, give her more time. Easy enough, but what about her hair? Obviously, he knew not to brush it, but what did he do instead? He’d failed at making a basic ponytail.
Bunching pillows behind his back, he did a search.
How to wake up a kid
How to handle curly hair
How the fuck do I give one hundred percent to my team while Hailey’s alone here with Darren’s daughters?
He calmed his ass down because there was only one answer.
You take itone step at a time, just like you keep telling her.
Since the next step came bright and early tomorrow morning, he read articles and watched a couple of video tutorials on braiding. Something caught his attention, and he clicked on a link to a parenting forum.
Oh, here we go.