Reed's Reckoning

“Right then, it’s settled.” He leads me back to the table where Reed and Katy are smiling at us.

“Looks like I’m gonna be hanging out with you this weekend DL. Think your daddy will let us use his beach house?” Luke ruffles Davis’s hair and looks at Reed.

“Sure, man, I’ll have a key to you tomorrow. Use it anytime. And we’ll be back late afternoon on Sunday. I can take everyone out to eat.”

“Nonsense, I will make dinner. I’ll make my famous lasagna and we will celebrate in style. Reed, I want this Father’s Day to be memorable for you.” Katy says.

He doesn’t respond but nods his head. His face is filled with raw emotion and I rub his cheek lightly. My heart melts at his smile as he kisses Davis’s head.

We talk a little more about the upcoming football season and Reed’s excitement is contagious. He announces that he’s getting all of us, including Sophie, into a box for the pre-season games.

After we drop Katy off at her house and pull up in my driveway, I notice Reed grab a duffle bag out of the back of the truck. He grins and follows me in without a word. My nerves flutter with excitement and I don’t hide the smile that spreads across my face.

Chapter 14

Reed

I hope she doesn’t kill me but there is no other way to do this. I’ve been thinking about how to tell my employer, friends and teammates about Ari and Davis for weeks. This is the only thing I came up with.

After Davis’s soccer this morning, we left straight from the fields and let Luke take him home. Ari felt this would be better than trying to explain that we were leaving. I’ve stayed over every night since I got back on Monday. Falling asleep with her in my arms has given me a sense of peace and contentment. I’ve been careful not to push her about sex but I am about to rub callouses on my hands from taking care of myself. The fucking hard-on I wake up with every morning is painful but watching her run around getting ready for work in her short robe is torture. As soon as I get back to my house, I jack off thinking about tearing off that robe and fucking her on the kitchen table. Wrapping her legs around my waist, squeezing her tits, licking every inch of her body until I’ve tasted-

“Reed?” Her sweet voice interrupts my dirty thoughts.

“Hmmm?”

“What are you thinking about? Why are you grinning?”

I look over and see her eyeing me, and I realize I’m cupping my dick. “Really wanna know, Angel?”

Her face flushes and I reach over to take her hand. “No, I guess not. It’s pretty obvious by the way you’re grabbing yourself.”

“Would you rather grab me? Open invitation. Anywhere and anytime you want. Feel free to grab, rub, suck, lick, kiss—”

“Reed! Stop it!”

“Okay, babe, but only because there’s no time to act on what I want to do to you right now. It wouldn’t be cool to show up for our meeting with a stiff dick.”

“Really? Isn’t that a bit crass?” She tries to hide her amusement.

“Nah, but in order to stop my dirty thoughts, tell me about the meeting with your boss yesterday.”

“Well, luckily, he’s looked over the three accounts with complaints and found no errors. Then personally called them and explained his audit. They seemed okay and explained there must have been a problem with their reports. So now, we are organizing a full audit of our data transfer since they received faulty earning statements. Good news is that I didn’t lose any of them. As for his assistant, she resigned. After I told him about the rumors floating around regarding losing my job, he called in HR and they talked to her. I don’t know what happened in the meeting, but she packed up her desk and told a few people goodbye.”

“You back in the running for the promotion?”

“Maybe, I think we are going to let this die down a bit. And to be honest, I’m okay with that.”

I raise my eyebrows in confusion but don’t have time to question her because we pull up to the stadium. I lead her through the offices and see three people waiting for us. She links her fingers in mine and looks at me nervously. I bend down and brush my lips lightly over hers, which seems to relax her as we walk into the small conference room.

There are back slaps and hugs with a lot of congratulations on the successful rehab. Stepping back, I move Ari in front of me and rest my hands on her hips.

“Ari, this is Coach Sams, Connor Michaels, my agent, and Bella the Public Relations Manager. Y’all this is my Arianna Williams.”

There’s a quiet hiss and I don’t know if it was coach or Connor. Ari must not hear because she gives them a full smile complete with her amazing dimples and shakes their hands.