Serious Trouble
‘I could feel the heat of him on me. I could barely breathe. Parting my lips as my heart thumped, I needed to be closer.’
Imagine having to sleep inches from your crush but not be able to touch him because he’s “straight” and has a girlfriend.
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CAGE
With NFL scouts watching my every move, the last thing I should be thinking about is Quinton Toro, my awkwardly sexy, genius tutor who makes me think about breaking my headboard. I might fantasize about everything about him at night, but I’ve worked too hard for too long to slip up now.
But if it came down to having him or a career in the NFL, which would I choose? The answer should be obvious, right? Then why can’t I get the lustful way he looks at me out of my mind?
I might be in trouble.
QUINTON
The problem with falling in love for the first time is that it makes you do crazy things like think you have a shot with the chiseled quarterback with rippling abs, who is not only focused on going pro, but is straight and has a girlfriend.
He is the one who insists we spend time together. That’s got to mean he likes me, doesn’t it? Why can’t I figure this out?
And, how is he going to feel when he learns how much trouble comes with being with me? The only thing I can hope is that we can figure out a way to be together. But could we do it without me getting my heart broken again?
I’m falling in love with Quin. I can’t deny it. Even as I lie in the morning light not getting nearly enough sleep, all I could think about was how I could touch him like I did last night.
When I heard him place his hand on the bed between us, I sent out my hand in search of his. I didn’t know if I should or if he would want me to, but I couldn’t stop myself. I need Quin. I ache to be with him. I feel like I would go crazy without him. And to be so close without being able to wrap my arms around him was torture.
I was about to relieve myself of the painful agony when I shifted and something buzzed. When it did, I realized I was still half asleep because it woke me up. I knew the sound. It was my alarm clock. I had forgotten to turn it off.
It was probably more accurate to say that I wasn’t foolish enough to turn it off. Ever since I had met Quin, getting eight hours were impossible. Even if I was in bed in time to do it, alone in the darkness was when I thought about him the most. So to have him here now was like a dream come true.
The alarm buzzed again. Oh right, the alarm. I didn’t want it to wake up Quin.
Instead of letting it ring like I usually had to, I popped open my eyes and figured out where I was. I was on the right side of the bed. The alarm clock was on the left. I had to reach over Quin to get it.
Not thinking about it, I straddled the guy beneath me and hit the off button on the clock. With it off, I realized where I was. Although our bodies weren’t touching, I was hovering above him. I froze and looked down. He was on his back facing up.
My God, did I want to bend down and kiss him. I was right there. He was so close. And then he opened his eyes.
I stared at him, caught. He smiled, or was it a blush?
“Good morning,” he said in a raspy morning voice.
Looking at him, I relaxed.
“Morning,” I said getting one more good look at him and then rolling back to my side of the bed. “Sorry about that,” I told him.
“No, I liked it,” he said smiling ear to ear.
“You liked the alarm?”
“Oh, I thought you meant…” He blushed again. “It was fine. Does that mean we have to get up? It’s so early.”
“I have to get to practice. It’s a long drive.”
“Okay,” he said squirming his body adorably.
Watching him settle, I was about to get up when I noticed something. I had a serious morning wood situation going on. Sure, I was only too happy to show him my hard dick last night. But, I was so turned on by being with him that I had lost all inhibition.
After a night’s sleep, as short as it was, I wasn’t so bold. Yeah, I was still as turned on as all get out. But, we weren’t getting into bed. We were leaving it. That made a difference.
“We could sleep a little while longer, right?” Quin asked facing me, his gorgeous eyes begging for me to hold him.
“You can, but I have to get up. The bowl game’s on Saturday. This is our last full practice before it. I can’t be late.”
“Fine,” Quin said disappointed.
Staring into his eyes I tried to think of the next time I could get him back here.
“Do you want to come to the game? Have you ever been?”
“You want me to come to your game?” He asked with a smile.
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I?”
“I don’t know. I thought it might be your manly space or something.”
“Manly space?”
“You know, a place for your girlfriend and all of your football friends to meet and do football things.”
“First of all, the stadium seats 20,000 people. There’s room for everyone. Second of all, Tasha hasn’t been to one of my games in I don’t know how long. You should come. That way you can see what all the fuss is about.”
“I can see what all of the fuss is about from here,” he said making my heart melt.
