Page 43 of Broken Play (The O’Ryan Family #1)
FORTY-THREE
GREYSON
Twisted sheets, twisted mind. I think back to my parents saying it every morning as I look at my bed.
And it's true. Reeling from Sutton's betrayal, I try to give myself perspective.
It's not just my career on the line but J.D.
's, too. If the Armadillos don't win this season, J.D.
will probably lose his job. Everything depends on my arm and my decisions.
I made a bad one today. He was fine with me staying Sunday night with my former teammate in Minnesota, but he expected me back for practice today. Was I there? No.
"I'm coming!" Jesus. Who is at my door this late? The motion sensor causes the sidelights to come on, and through the glass, I see Sutton. I press my palm against the frame and take a deep breath as I turn the knob, unsure of how I feel, what to say, or how to react.
When I open the door, she barely smiles. "Hi," she says in a sheepish voice.
I want to get straight to the point. Go be with Bodhi. He's your first and only love. The guy who beats you. Instead, I ask, "Why are you here?"
My voice doesn't hold a bit of warmth, so much so that I'm surprised by how devoid of emotion I sound. She reaches for me, and I take a step back and ask again, "What are you doing here, Sutton?"
She stammers, "Uh... I came to... to kiss you."
"You came to kiss me? Are you sure you're in the right place?" So, this is what it feels like to be in love with someone and have your heart trampled, not by a stampede of wild horses, but by one woman.
"Please, can I come in?"
"I need some sleep."
With her catlike reflexes, she steps into my space and holds my face. "I'm not leaving until I give you what I came here for."
"And what exactly did you come here for again?"
"I came here to kiss you."
Before I can respond, her legs are wrapped around my waist. Her mouth takes mine, and my body relaxes. Is it possible for her to wipe out all my negative thoughts with a kiss? My body is humming and wants every inch of her, but my heart is saying, "Whoa, back up here."
The kiss dwindles into small pecks as I set her down on her feet and turn my back, locking my hands behind my neck. I can't just let her walk all over me. If this is love, I'm not sure I can handle it.