Page 70 of Reckless Storm (San Francisco End Game #3)
Reed
I finish a chapter of my latest read and mark the page with a ripped piece of paper, instantly searching for Hayley.
“Hayley Baby, are you done?”
After months of me telling her to make my place her own, she finally started redecorating two weeks ago, the week before the Super Bowl, claiming the timing felt right. refusing to admit she needed something to distract her from the upcoming game.
Just like the doctor said, my recovery was slow, and I wasn’t cleared for a full training schedule until a few weeks before the playoffs, making Hayley anxious that I was putting too much pressure on myself.
But she didn’t have to worry.
Football may have been my priority for the past fifteen years, but that changed when I met her. I wasn’t going to do anything that put me back in the hospital. I knew my body. I’d worked with my doctors and physical therapists. I was ready.
And I fucking killed it in the Super Bowl game.
We won, securing the trophy for a second time and giving Thomas the send-off he deserved while also acknowledging that it was another strange season for the team.
After a few months on life support, we lost Landon to his head injury.
And if I’m being honest, it broke me a little.
I wanted to hurt him for what he’d done to Hayley, but I never would have wished him dead.
Hayley says she’s okay about it now, but at the time, it shocked her just as much.
And Zane. He went through hell because of it. Not that he’d ever admit that.
When the media caught wind of what happened, and for the months after, Zane went through a lot of public scrutiny, and even Hayley and I copped a bit of flak. God, look at me talking like Hayley now. The point is that we were in the headlines. A lot. With not all of it positive.
Despite the fact that it was discovered that Hayley and I weren’t the first victims of Landon’s stalking, people still voiced their opinions, telling anyone who’d listen that we could have handled it better.
But I truly believe there’s nothing more we could have done.
And the knowledge that he’d done this before put my mind a little more at ease. Landon had been stalking another girl during his freshman year of college, but since she never pressed charges, it wasn’t on the record. If she had, our lives may have been very different. Even Landon’s.
Hayley and I may have recovered, and Zane may be telling us all he’s okay, but none of us will ever get over what happened that night.
Though we are moving on.
It’s a new year. The season’s over. We finally have an amazing general manager with Wes. And Cam admitted to inappropriate behavior after finding out about Landon, taking responsibility for making Hayley uncomfortable. Which we considered the best we were going to get.
With things settling down for both of us, I’m ready to spend some quality time with my girl.
She’s just finished filming a challenging support role on a mini-series in LA and is now waiting for the publicity tour for Reckless Desire . The timing couldn’t be more perfect.
“Hayls?” I call out again before jumping up and going in search of her. She wanted today’s redecorating project to be a surprise, but she knows I don’t like going too long without seeing her, and it’s been hours. She’d better hurry.
“Ready or not, here I come.”
I check the kitchen first because redecorating is hungry work, but when I find it empty, I frown. Though it turns out reading is hungry work too because I’m in need of a snack.
“I’ve bought you some time,” I call out. “I’m making a sandwich.”
With a chuckle to myself, I’ve just grabbed the bread when our community gate alarm sounds, alerting me to a visitor, and I remember our builder was coming over today.
I quickly let him in and get back to my food until my phone buzzes with a message.
Hayley: Come find me
Reed: I’m in the kitchen, come find me
I smile, giving her the sass I know she’d give me.
Hayley: My boobs are out
Dammit . I love it when her boobs are out.
Reed: You’re always in some form of undress. Give me a better reason
I’m teasing now, but let’s face it; it’s not going to last long before I rush to find her. I’m obsessed.
Hayley: Two truths and a lie
Reed: Hit me
Hayley: I have a new toy, I’m as naked as the day I was born, and I’m surrounded by water
Fuck . I take off running in case the water part is true. If she’s naked in our pool, our builder is about to get a huge shock since he’s on his way there.
On top of the redecorating, Hayley suggested we build an extension on the house to enclose part of the pool, making it usable all year round.
And I couldn’t say no. It made perfect sense.
She’ll get more use out of it, and when we have kids, it’ll protect them from the sun with their pale half-Aussie skin tone.
Plus, I do love to fuck her in there, and it will be nice to have a little more privacy.
If circumstances were different, I’d be up for that right now. But they’re not.
“Hayley,” I call out as I rush out the back door, scanning the water.
“Wrong again.” She laughs from behind me, standing at the threshold, buck naked with a bright pink vibrator in her hand. “I knew that would get you here quickly.”
The sound of the builder’s truck permeates the air and I jog back to Hayley, covering her with my body, pushing her through the door before he comes into sight.
She giggles as she wraps her hands around my neck and jumps up, securing her legs around my waist. “Such a shame you don’t like public fornication. I could use a bit of vitamin D.”
“You know I love your crazy, Baby. But nobody gets to see this body except me. Your fans may get a lot of you.” I push her against a wall and slip my hand between us, cupping her pussy before slowly running a finger through her already wet folds. “But this is mine.”
“Forever.”
“Damn straight.”
Her toy hits me in the back as she laughs and I drop her lightly to her feet, locking her with my questioning gaze.
“Do I not do it for you anymore?” I joke, because we both know that she’s more than satisfied in the bedroom.
Hayley throws her head back with a giggle, making her breasts lift to greet me, drawing my attention away from her face.
“Reed?”
“Huh?” I ask, momentarily forgetting we were talking. I will never tire of her goddess-like features.
“I said…you always do it for me, but I have an idea for our next adventure.”
I raise an eyebrow and smirk. “Enlighten me.” An adventure in the bedroom? I’m up for that.
“How about I show you?”
She spins on her heels and sashays toward our room, walking past the furniture stacked in the hallway.
I notice three new mirrors and my eyes widen. It looks like we’re definitely going to have a few new bedroom adventures, and I’m not at all mad about it.
When Hayley reaches the bed, it’s my turn to take over. It’s what she likes best.
“Get on the bed with your legs spread. You’re going to fill me in while I fill you.”
She visibly melts as I grin. “Yes, sir.” She nods, crawling onto the bed and spinning to face me.
“Before we start?” She scrunches her nose, biting down on the tip of her finger. “How long have we got before your parents get here?”
Goddammit . My parents. I’d forgotten about that.
“Remind me why I wanted them to move to San Francisco?”
“So you could protect them from your brother, and so they’d be around when we decide to raise a family.”
“Fuck. Both good answers. But did they have to come today?”
After her life-changing speech, Hayley assumed my parents would actually sit down and talk to my brother, and that he’d miraculously show up at the hospital a changed man.
Bless her heart.
And we thought I was the optimistic one.
In my brother’s case, I am convinced that some people never change, or more to the point, some people don’t want to. And that is Jace.
But while Jace might still be an asshole, he no longer has the same control over my mom, and that's made all the difference. For everyone involved.
Hayley holds the pink vibrator up in front of me and smoothly raises her perfectly manicured brow.
“This beauty isn’t on loan, Reed.” She waves the vibrator through the air.
“We’ve got plenty of time.” She’s quick to stifle her grin but it’s too late; she’s already sassed me.
Checking the time, I note we have an hour before my parents arrive, and that’s plenty of time. But I don’t want to rush it.
“Spread your legs.” I remind her of my earlier demand. “I want to fuck that dripping pussy before I take your phenomenal ass. And we’ve only got fifty-eight minutes.”
“Fifty-eight?” Hayley sucks in a breath, her eyes wide with wonder. “That’s plenty of time.”
“Not with what I have planned. You’re not the only one with ideas.”
Her lips part but she recovers quickly and smiles. “I knew there was a reason I loved you.”
“That and my charm.” I laugh before diving on the bed and pulling her into me, crashing my lips to hers.