“I’m a school nurse,” she corrected.
Chris studied her for a minute, his head tipped to the side while he blinked a few times. “You don’t look like one. My school nurse is old and mean.”
Marc chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get there one day,” she assured him.
“No. You’re too pretty, and you don’t have a big nose.” It was stated so matter-of-factly, she smiled.
“Do you know noses keep growing your entire life?” she asked.
Chris’s eyes widened. “No way.”
“It’s true.”
“I bet my dad doesn’t know that either, and he thinks he knows everything!”
This time, she laughed. Chris reminded her of Aidan when he was that age. They rounded the corner, and down the hall stood Ryan. He was surrounded by reporters, each one firing questions his way.
“Give Ryan a second to finish, boys,” Marc said. “They’re blocking the locker room door.”
“Okay, gentlemen, last question, and then you can head in. Quinn’s ready to whore himself out for five minutes of your time, I’m sure.” Ryan smirked and answered another question about his elbow, assuring the media present that it was 100 percent.
A reporter or two tried to push their luck, throwing out a few more questions, but Ryan stepped back, letting the eight men head into the locker room. He fist bumped both boys before they went in the door, with Marc trailing behind them. His gaze turned to her, hot and intense, and she shivered as it started at her lips, then moved slowly down to the red ribbon of the espadrilles twisted around her ankles.
He didn’t need to say a single word. The heat in his eyes gave him away.
“Come on.” He grabbed her hand and turned down a hallway, pulling her behind him. They had just turned another corner when Ryan yanked open a door and pulled her inside.
She didn’t even process the pitch black before his lips were on her.
His mouth moved hungrily. Devouring.
“You wore a skirt.” His warm breath bounced against her lips as he hovered just millimeters from her mouth. Slowly, he turned her and backed her against the door they’d just come through. And he shifted his focus, letting his lips run along her neck. His scruff brushed against her collarbone, making her shiver. “I believe I have a promise to fulfill.”
Her stomach jumped at the reminder of the tongue lashing.
He skated his hand down her chest and over her hips, grabbing the fabric of her dress and bunching it at her waist. He groaned as his lips followed the same path and he sank to his knees.
His breath danced against the lace of her panties.
“Here?” she whispered, but the idea made her heart speed up.
“Be nice and quiet. We wouldn’t want anyone to find us.” He ran his nose along her heat and took a deep breath. “Fuck, I missed you, baby.”
And then, in one swift motion, he yanked her panties down, and his mouth was on her. Licking, teasing, torturing. He hooked her leg over his shoulder, and she moaned as he sucked her clit hard into his mouth. Pleasure was rocketing through her, and her head fell back against the door.
“Ryan.”
“Shh.” Ryan’s chuckle made her throb. She rocked her hips against his face, and he used both hands to grab her ass and pull her closer. He worked her over thoroughly, driving her higher until she exploded in a leg-shaking orgasm. He didn’t stop as she rode it out but brought her back down with tender nips and kisses. When she was spent, he rose to his feet, pressing himself into her, his thick erection pressing against her hip. “You have no idea how much I wish I had a condom on me, baby.”
10
The womanin red standing across the room was gorgeous. That was the only way to describe her. And he had no idea how he’d gotten so lucky. Yesterday it was red shoes, last night it was red silk pajamas, and today it was a floor-length backless red satin gown. Knowing the only thing under it was a tiny scrap of red lace was the best kind of torture. Hell, red was his new favorite color.
It was more than how she revved him up with a single glance though.
A lot of his teammates already knew Bridget from the Silver Lining, so it didn’t shock him that she could interact easily with them, but the way she chatted and bonded with the wives had been a pleasant surprise. The coaches, the training team, even his PR people. She floored him with her ability to make small talk with everyone. And he’d heard all night what a hit she’d been at the game.