“I’m so happy you’re here,” I whispered. “Impulsive is hot.” My breathing hadn’t returned to normal.
He pressed his lips to my forehead. “Me too. I have to fly out tomorrow night to make it back for Tuesday practice.”
“I don’t want to think about that yet.”
We stretched our legs out to the end of the pool table. It was funny looking at the rest of the room from here.
“Think you can hide a six five QB for an entire day?” he teased.
“If by hiding, you mean keep you in my bed all day, then the answer is yes.” I giggled. I felt incredible.
“I get it if you have to go to the studio.” He drew a circle over my navel and I wondered what he was thinking about.
“I can call in sick,” I volunteered. “I can be spontaneous too.”
“I’m not asking you to miss work.”
“I know you aren’t. But when am I going to see you again?”
He shook his head. “I’m on the road next weekend. I can’t do this again for a few weeks.”
My heart sank. It wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. How was I going to handle weeks without him?
“Maybe I can go to one of your games,” I suggested.
He readjusted under me so he could see my face. “You want to meet me on the road?”
I nodded. I was positive. “Yes.”
“How are we going to keep this out of the press if you travel with me?”
I bit my lower lip, trying to sort through the logistics. “Ok. What if I fly out ahead of time to … where are you playing next?”
“San Francisco.”
I shook my head. That wouldn’t work.
“After that we play the Sharks in DC.”
“DC? That’s close. Ok. I can find one of my charities or something and go out on Saturday. And I can take in the game Sunday in a box. A dark box,” I added. “We’ll meet in a hotel after the game. We’ll at least have the night together.”
“You’re more conniving than I thought. I’m impressed. There’s more naughty girl in there still.” He grabbed my ass and pulled me on top of him.
I relaxed into him, relishing the firm muscles and security of his body.
“I can be really naughty,” I teased.
“You keep proving that.”
The pool table was starting to get uncomfortable. “Want to watch the late game?” I asked.
“You have the Wranglers on?”
I nodded. “I was trying to study up when you rang the doorbell,” I explained. “There is a TV in here, but I have more comfortable rooms in the house.” I laughed. “Want to see?”
We sat up.
“Yeah, but I’m hoping this place has as many bathrooms in it.”