Page 13 of Light It Up Red

“Nope, I’m not giving it to him. He’s a big fan, by the way.”

“Does that mean he’s not gonna kill me?” I ask her.

“I wouldn’t go that far. He looked really torn between having to play the protective brother role and fan-girling over his favorite player.”

“I’m your brother’s favorite player?” I quirk a brow even though I know she can’t see me.

“You were, before he found out you fucked me.”

“So, how about tonight?”

“Give me one good reason I should cancel my plans and meet up with you instead?”

“Easy. Orgasms. As in multiple,” I tell her, my dick hardening at the thought.

“Mmm, tempting. You were pretty good at giving me those. But I really can’t. I have to meet my cousin for dinner and I can’t blow her off for orgasms, no matter how much I might want to.”

“Come over when you’re done,” I try again.

“What about tomorrow?”

“I can’t. We have an away game. I gotta be on a flight first thing.”

“Where are you going?” she asks me.

“Nashville.”

“Okay, I’ll text you when I’m done with my cousin and see if you’re still awake,” Lili says.

My fist pumps up like I just scored the winning goal. And, in a lot of ways, I fucking did. “I’ll be awake, babe. See you soon.” I hang up and toss my cell onto the coffee table.

Picking up the TV remote, I start flicking through channels. Trying to find something to watch. Something to occupy my time so I’m not just sitting here thinking about a woman I’m not going to see until later tonight.

My phone vibrates. I snatch it back up and see a message from her.

Sweet Lili:

I met your mom this morning. She seems nice.

Me:

She is nice. Sorry about that, by the way. I forgot she was coming over.

Sweet Lili:

It will go down as the most awkward walk of shame I’ve ever experienced.

Me:

There’s no shame in what we did, Lili.

Sweet Lili:

Uh-huh, so you want to meet my folks after a night of screwing my brains out?

Me:

Wouldn’t bother me. Parents tend to love me anyway.