Completion Chapter 153

I worked for hours outlining the next two articles I wanted to writeone being the family man’s perspective. Currently, there wasn’t a lot of money in rugby and sohow you had to juggle a full-ti job, practice, matches, and family. I wanted a wife’s input too. I’d decided on an Mike, a huge guy who worked, played rugby, and was father to four young children. His wife would be the key ingredient, so I needed to interview her.

The knock on the door startled because I had no idea it was dinner ti. Barefoot, I walked over and opened it. Joel stood holding a bag of food with a tired smile. I moved back so he could enter.

"How was practice?" I asked as he set the food on the dresser. I started clearing the small table of my laptop, recorder, and notes so we had a place to eat.

"Long and I missed you." His voice ca from directly behind .

I turned and his hands went around my waist. "What are you doing, Joel?"

"Eliminating the problem that kept awake last night." His lips slamd down on mine. Possessive, hungry, and unfucking believable. Shit, the man could kiss.

I wasn’t thinking coherently. His chest pressing into mine had my nipples instantly hard. That wasn’t all; I could feel Joel’s erection against my belly. I should have stopped it, but, damn, he turned my legs to jelly and ignited the rest of into a ball of sizzling need.

He slowly pulled away and took my arms from around his neck. I didn’t rember placing them there. He reached over and pulled out the chair, giving a slight nudge so I would sit.

"What the hell?" God did I sound needy. My legs hit the chair as I plopped down. Joel grabbed the food and placed the bag in front of .

"We had to get that out of the way so I can sleep tonight."

I looked at his jeans. I seriously doubted the bad boy he hid beneath the material was thinking about sleep. I raised my eyes knowing Joel watched . "I don’t get it."

"I’m taking friendship off the table if it’s an only-friends deal." He ran his eyes over just as I’d done to him. "I’m willing to take my ti, but I want no misunderstanding about what I want."

"Why?"

His laugh was a sexy vibration that went clear to my toes. "We’re eating first and then we can finish this discussion. I may need to show you if the words won’t sink in. I’m starved, so food first."

He removed a sub sandwich from the bag and placed it in front of . He slid two more out of the bag. I should have told him I only wanted half a sandwich, but I was thinking he wouldn’t have a problem eating what was left of mine. We ate in silence as I tried to put my finger on what ca over him and why he was changing the rules.

Joel gladly ate half of my sandwich. Just watching him devour the food was a turn on. To keep his body as ripped as it was he had to exercise and fuel continually, I understood that. But Joel managed to take eating to another level.

We cleared the trash from the table. I looked around the room in hopes I could find soplace to rest my eyes other than his luscious body.

"You ready for that conversation?" He took my hand and led to a large comfy chair in the corner.

"N-no." My stumbled word received a husky laugh. He sat down, pulling into his lap. So not good.

He situated so I was resting slightly sideways. His nose rubbed along my neck, inhaling and exhaling my scent. "I like you," he said adding a slight squeeze. "As more than a friend."

"Your br-"

He wouldn’t allow to finish. "I’ve never cared who Van tossed away until you. Now, I want to rip his head off every ti I’m within five feet of him. I’ve wanted to since the night outside the steak house; maybe even before that. If I can’t let this feeling go, it’ll eat alive. No one benefits from going Neanderthal. This isn’t about you and my brother, it can’t be. It’s about you and . I want you. Not for just a night, though. I have no idea where this will take us. I won’t offer big promises, because we have a long way to go. That doesn’t an what I want cos without an understanding. We need to get to know each other, and being friends works, so we can do that. It was unfair for you to think I don’t have another agenda." He dipped his head back to my neck, kissing along my throat.

"I can’t think while you’re doing that," I groaned.

"Good, that’s the idea," he whispered against my skin, causing goose bumps on top of goose bumps.

I stretched my neck, giving him more to nibble on. "Do I have a say in this?"

"Say yes." He raked his teeth across my skin.

It took a few more kisses before I said yes. Did I ntion the man could kiss? My hand went to his cheek, the scarred side. He grabbed my fingers and held them away, but never stopped assaulting my mouth. I was stunned when he broke away and stood up keeping ahold of until I found my balance. With a final small kiss to the tip of my nose he headed for the door.

"You’re leaving?" I tried not to whine, but it ca out between that and frustration.

"I’m exhausted and I need sleep. I also don’t have any willpower right now, so being alone in your hotel room with the bed five feet away isn’t a great idea. I’ll call you tomorrow." His smile was soft and sexy. "Dream of ." He walked out.

My legs hit the end of the bed and I fell backward throwing my arms out and giving a very loud groan. Damn him. This was why won owned vibrators and I unfortunately didn’t have one with . I lay there thinking about what he said and couldn’t help my smile and the fuzzy warmth in my belly. The knock on my door a few minutes later surprised .

He ca back. I was terrified and excited. Excitent won out as I jumped off the bed and threw the door open.

Fuck.

It wasn’t Joel. It was Van. I tried to shut the door in his face, but he grabbed it. "Okay. I deserve that, but I just want to talk." He used his seductive voice.

"We are not talking about anything but rugby and it won’t be in my hotel room. You need to leave." I proudly kept my voice even.

"Don’t be that way, baby." He pushed the door back and hooked my waist with one arm, drawing against his body. "I can’t get our night together out of my head."

That pissed off. "You got out of your head so fast I’m surprised you rember my na. Wait, you don’t. I’m ’baby’ because you don’t even know my fucking na. Get out, Van."

He kissed the skin directly beneath my ear, ignoring everything I said. "I know your na, Cami. I know what you want." His lips traveled.

An inch away from my lips, I wrenched my head back. "Stop, Van. Let. . Go."

His hands slowly dropped away.

My heart was racing so fast I felt faint, but I managed to look him in the eyes. "Leave now." His gaze went to my chest and I wanted to cover my breasts.

He ran his fingers through his hair. "This isn’t over. I made a mistake and I’ll rectify it. Again- your challenge is accepted."

I almost had the door shut.

"Ah hell," he said at the sa ti he pulled into the hallway and kissed . I was so startled it took a few seconds to get my bearings. I tore my mouth away.

"You son of a bitch. Don’t touch ." I scrambled back into my room and slamd the door, securing both locks. I saw the satisfied look on his face right before the door shut. I wanted to hit sothing, so I kicked the garbage can. A lot of good it did . Hurt my bare toes and scattered the paper wrappings from the dinner I shared with Joel. Fuck. Joel would kill him. I picked up the trash, righted the can, and walked into the bathroom. I removed my clothes and got into the shower. I felt like a fool for sleeping with such an egotistical jerk. It was my own fault. There was nothing I could do about the past. I let the hot water roll over while I thought about Joel. Honest, sweet Joel with a hot body to die for. Why did his brother need to be such a creep? And why the hell had I slept with him?

I finally left the shower and crawled beneath the sheets wearing only my nightshirt. The chirp of my cell surprised two minutes after I shut off the bedside light. It was Joel.

"Hi," I said softly.

"Are you in bed?" He spoke just as softly.

I tried keeping my current mood out of my voice. "Yes, I just shut off the light."

"I wanted to say goodnight. What’s wrong, Cami?"

Crap, there was no way I could tell him. "I just need a good night’s sleep."

He was quiet for a few monts. "I’ll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight."