Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 44342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
I pull back enough to look at her. “Nicole, when I’m with you, there is nowhere else I want to be.” I brush my thumb across her cheek. “You’re going to have to get used to me.”
She smiles. “Is that right?”
“Yeah.”
I pull her closer again. Because whether she realizes it or not, I’m already planning how to make this work. The secret. Her dad. The press. Whatever else gets in our way. I’ll deal with all of it. As long as I get to keep her.
CHAPTER 18
NICOLE
I shove Guy awake.
I’m still naked, but I jump out of bed and grab the first T-shirt I see and pull it over my head. I run to the windows by the front door and look out. Sure enough, the moving truck is already sitting outside. Damn. I run back to the bedroom. “Guy.” I shove his shoulder again. “Get up.”
He raises his head slowly and holds one hand out toward me. “Come back to bed. You know I like waking up with you next to me.”
My heart does a stupid little flip even though I’m panicking. I grab his hand and tug. “You have to go. You have to get out of here.”
That wakes him up. “What’s wrong?”
I throw a hand up. “My dad and some of the guys are going to be here any minute. You have to go.”
He’s alert now, but he seems completely unfazed by the fact that my dad is about to show up at my apartment and find him naked in my bed. “Guys? What guys?”
I grab his clothes from the floor and throw them at him. “Your teammates. They’re helping Dad move my stuff in. I can’t believe I didn’t set an alarm. The moving truck is already outside, which means my dad is probably two minutes away. You have to go.”
Guy starts pulling on his jeans. “What the fuck are they doing here? We don’t need them. I’ve got this.”
I roll my eyes. “My dad asked them to help.”
He shoves his thumb against his chest. “Well, he should’ve asked me.”
“Guy.”
“I would’ve moved all your stuff.”
“I know you would have, but right now I need you to move yourself.”
I shove him toward the window. He stops and looks at me. “You are not seriously pushing me out a window.”
I groan. “My dad knows we’re seeing each other, but he doesn’t need to know everything.”
He shakes his head. “He’s not stupid.”
“I know that. But there’s a big difference between knowing we’re dating and finding you half naked in my apartment at eight in the morning.”
Guy looks like he wants to argue, but another truck door slams outside. I push the window open. “Go.”
He puts one leg through the opening and then stops. His eyes move down my body. “You’re not going out there like that, are you?”
I look down at myself. “Are you serious right now?”
His jaw tightens. “I’m very serious.”
I put a hand on my hip, and it brings up my shirt, showing even more of my naked lower half. “Guy!”
He points toward the area of the front of the apartment. “It’s my teammates. A bunch of guys.”
“So?”
“So you’re mine.”
The possessive way he says it sends heat through me even though I’m trying to get rid of him. “Fine. I’ll put more clothes on. Obviously, I’m not going out there with my ass hanging out.”
A loud knock sounds from the front door. “That’s them.” I lean through the window and kiss him quickly. “I’m sorry about this. Bye, Guy. I’ll call you later.”
He looks completely unhappy with the situation. “This is bullshit.”
“I know.”
I push lightly against his shoulder. “Go.”
He finally climbs the rest of the way out, and I close the window behind him.
I grab a pair of shorts and pull them on as I hurry down the hallway. I know I probably look like a mess. My hair is wild, and I’m pretty sure I look exactly like a woman who spent most of the night getting ravaged by a professional baseball player. There’s nothing I can do about it now. I open the door, and my dad is standing on the other side. “Hey, sweetie.”
I smile like everything is completely normal. “Hey, Dad.”
He points toward the moving truck and the group of men already gathering outside. “We just need the key and we’ll start bringing everything in.”
I turn and start searching for my purse. “I can help.”
Dad shakes his head. “We’ve got it. You just tell everyone where things go.”
I find the key and hand it to him. “Everything is labeled, but yeah, I can do that.”
He kisses the top of my head before heading back outside. As soon as the door closes, I rush into the bathroom. I brush my teeth, run a brush through my hair, and splash cold water on my face. When I look at myself in the mirror, I groan. There is no fixing the satisfied smile I can’t seem to get rid of. I walk back into the living room as the guys start carrying boxes inside. For the next twenty minutes, I point them toward different rooms and try not to wonder where Guy went. I know he parked across the complex last night, so I assume he made it to his truck and left. I’m almost disappointed. Which is ridiculous because I’m the one who shoved him out the window.