Page 28 of Fight

I silently curse the damn thunderclap that had me all kinds of messed up. When I froze in front of her, I felt like a fucking idiot, especially right after sex. Not the best look, but I appreciate that she didn’t press or try to talk about it. There’s nothing to discuss. Instead, she simply sat with me and held my hand, and it was exactly what I needed in that moment.

Another minute passes by as I glimpse at the clock on my phone’s lock screen. If I fall asleep right now, I can still get just over four hours of sleep.

I shut my eyes, tugging the fleece blanket from earlier over my shoulder, and the scent of her shampoo relaxes my mind. I replay the sounds she made and the way her deep-blue eyes yearned for more.

Whatever pain tomorrow brings, it was worth a night with Scottie.

The chatter of the dining hall fades around me while I text Scottie between bites of food and bullshitting with the guys. We’ve been flirting all day over text. It’s driving me insane. Today was brutal out there with all the mud and muck thwarting our progress. I’m fucking spent, but that doesn’t mean I’m not counting down the minutes for everyone to retreat to their rooms so I can sneak into hers.

Even during dinner, we were cutting our eyes at each other like it’s some fucking game.

She’s so damn hypnotizing.

I want to see those lips wrapped around my dick. I want to feel the way her pussy clenches when I call her a good girl. I want to see her tits jiggle while I fuck her.

I want it all.

Half the guys have been checking her out, and I even had to yell at a couple on the line today when she became a topic of conversation. For whatever reason, I’m not willing to share this one. Scottie has planted a possessive streak in me. She’s all mine. Normally, I try to avoid flirting or engaging in sex with anyone on assignment, and even if I do, it’s one and done.

Keeping a firm boundary ensures everyone is set on expectations and nobody ends up disappointed or catching feelings. After a night with this woman, I’m willing to make an exception. It’s not like she’ll be on every assignment. It’s temporary. We’re just taking advantage of the situation, but, if we do this, we need to lay some ground rules so she understands this is purely physical. The sex is phenomenal, but it can become nothing more. I’m not ready to welcome commitment into my life yet, and it wouldn’t be fair to lead her to believe otherwise.

This caramel corn tastes almost as sweet as you do.

Scottie

OMG

I’ve been taunting her through text messages most of the day. To be fair, she started it when she sent me a grainy picture of the back of the ambo.

What?

Scottie

You know what.

Aw, come on. I said much filthier things to you last night…

I glance across the dining hall, and her cheeks burn pink as she snaps that weird ass flip phone shut. She’s fun to rile.

You’re blushing.

She tries to ignore my text, but eventually, she opens her phone again.

Scottie

It’s an allergic reaction.

Lol

Can I come see you later?

Scottie

Are you going to stop teasing me?

Please… She’s the one doing all the teasing today.

I dunno, are you going to be a good girl?