Desired (Wanted 6)

“I’m positive, and it’s just Gunner. Please.”

“Wonderful! Oh, Bryce is going to be so excited. Thank you, Gunner.”

“Um, Mrs. Williams, may I ask one thing?”

“Of course.”

With a sigh, I stated, “Will you please keep this between us. I don’t really want the other parents finding out I’m doing extra coaching.”

I could hear the smile in her voice. “I completely understand. Not a word from me.”

Hitting End, I tossed my phone onto the cushion next to me and cursed.

“Motherfucker.”

“What’s wrong? Got yourself in a bit of a pickle there?”

My head dropped back, and I let out a long groan. “Coach Adams gave my number to a mom. Guess he figures the kid needs a bit of extra work.”

Jeff laughed. “He figures someone needs extra work . . . time will only tell if it’s the mom or the kid.”

I reached for the only pillow left and threw it at Jeff.

“Maybe I should have you coach the kid since you owe me!”

“Hey, if the mom’s hot, I’m down for it.”

Standing, I shook my head and headed down the hall. “I’m going to bed.”

“Hey! Thanks for the double date, dude!”

“Yep, I’ll think of my payback.”

I could still hear Jeff laughing as I shut my bedroom door. After stripping out of my clothes, I didn’t have the energy to take a shower, so I climbed into bed and pulled the covers over me. It didn’t take long before my dreams took over.

“Gunner?”

Her voice was soft . . . innocent.

“Who’s there?” I asked, straining to see the shadow of the woman.

“Drew . . . I need you. Please come find me.”

My heart started pounding. Her voice was pleading and sent shivers across my body.

“Are you hurt?” I cried out as I tried to move closer. Her hair fell below her shoulders, and it swung out every time she looked behind her. It was like someone was following her. The closer I got to her, the more my heart rate increased.

Even though I couldn’t see her face, I somehow knew she was beautiful.

“Who are you?” I asked as I reached my hand out to hers. When our fingers touched, my entire body erupted in heat. My breath caught, and all I saw were her eyes. It felt as if they looked right into my soul. They were lost and confused . . . yet filled with so much hope.

“Please . . . Drew . . . I need you!”

I shot straight up, sweat pouring off me.

“What the hell?” I panted out as I tried to catch my breath. My heart was pounding in my chest.

Swinging my legs over the side of my bed, I glanced at the clock. Five in the morning. There was no way I would be able to go back to sleep now. I quickly changed and put on my running shoes. The image of the faceless woman was still planted in my memory. I’d never felt something so powerful in a dream that rolled over when I freaking woke up.