Page 47 of Full Court Crush

“Hungry, are we?” Keira laughed, giving Amelia’s leg another squeeze.

“Starving.”

“Worked up an appetite today, huh?” Keira said with a wink. Amelia blushed, laughing.

“How about ordering a pizza?” she suggested, phone in hand, already navigating to the takeaway website.

Keira’s face prickled red.

“I—er…” Keira stopped speaking. Her shoulders rounded, and she seemed smaller, like she was retreating inside herself.

“It’s my treat,” Amelia said jovially, pretending she hadn’t seen Keira’s discomfort.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I’ve been craving another pizza since our away game, but it always feels so sad to order it on your own. I’m grateful for the opportunity.” She laughed. Keira visibly relaxed as the smile returned to her face.

“What do you fancy?” Amelia asked.

“You.” Keira’s eyes blazed with desire.

The effect on Amelia was immediate. Her centre roared awake once more. But then her stomach rumbled again, making them both laugh, and the moment passed.

“Pepperoni and mushroom, please. With a stuffed crust if they do it,” Keira said, returning to massaging Amelia’s feet.

Amelia typed in the order and added a Hawaiian pizza for herself.

“Pineapple on pizza? That’s it. We can’t be friends anymore,” Keira said, jokingly pushing Amelia’s feet off her lap. Amelia laughed and defiantly returned her feet to where they had been resting.

“I’m sure you’ll get over it,” she said.

Keira playfully scowled, seemingly unable to stop a smirk appearing on her face as she returned to rubbing Amelia’s feet.

Amelia leant back on the arm of the sofa, wine in hand, and observed the beautiful woman sat opposite her. Her eyes danced in the firelight, making Amelia’s heart flutter in a way about so much more than sex. She couldn’t remember when she’d last had a woman over, never mind one that asked about her life and her family, massaged her feet, and happily sat in comfortable silence. The atmosphere between them tasted like spicy honey — sweetness with an undercurrent of lust refusing to be extinguished. Amelia put her wine down and closed her eyes, revelling in the sensation of human contact.

She jerked awake a short time later when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” Keira gently removed Amelia’s feet from her lap and stood. Amelia didn’t remember drifting off, and had no idea how long she’d been asleep for. She hoped she hadn’t snored.

The smell of pizza dough, tomato, and melted cheese wafted into the room, and Amelia’s stomach rumbled once more. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this hungry. She was normally so exhausted she felt more sick than hungry, and often had to force herself to eat. But she rubbed her hands together as Keira put the pizza boxes down on the table. Amelia opened hers. The lid was damp with grease from the cheese. The cheese clung to the base with its delicious, stretchy strings. She ran her finger through the threads, snapping them, and piled them on top of her slice. Opening her mouth, she took a giant bite. She hadn’t realised how truly hungry she was until that first blob of cheese hit her tongue. She devoured three slices in quick succession. She only realised Keira was watching her after she’d licked some rogue pizza sauce off her fingers. Amelia’s face tinged red.

“Sorry. I was hungry.”

“Clearly,” Keira laughed. “But don’t be sorry. I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

“How’s yours?” Amelia picked up another slice.

“So good,” Keira mumbled from behind her hand, having already taken her next bite.

“What’s your favourite takeaway, given the choice?”

“Hmmm…when I was in America, we ate a lot of Korean food. There was a place right by our apartment. We’d walk past it after training and not be able to resist the smell.”

A pang twisted her insides.We? Who was we?A live-in girlfriend?It made no sense for Amelia to be a little jealous of a potentially fictitious girlfriend eight hours away. All they’d done is slept together once.

But then again, very little of this made sense. She couldn’t explain the hold Keira had over her. How could she immediately miss Keira’s touch when she got up to answer the door?

“Earth to Amelia?” Keira interrupted her thoughts.