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It’s Monday morning and Gabby’s at class, so I put in some extra time in the weight room. Joanie’s been talking about the next challenge in the intern competition, and she wants players judging this time. I already know where my vote is going, so I’m trying to find a way to opt out of it so I’m not making it obvious that I’m in love with the woman I keep voting for.

It’s just after noon when Gabby walks into the weight room and spots me near the squat machine. Her eyes seem to land on the muscles in my legs, and I offer a raised brow as I glance around and realize we’re alone in here. Nick and Rush just headed out for lunch, and Danny’s probably still at his place in bed with his conquest from last night, whoever that may be.

She glances around then makes her way over toward me, her phone out and perched in my direction as she takes video.

“Is that for the intern comp?” I ask.

She laughs as she makes her way over toward me. “No. It’s for my spank bank.”

I chuckle as I finish my set of squats, and then I lunge for her. She drops her phone as I grab her up into my arms and plant a hot, fiery kiss on her mouth.

She pushes on my chest, hot from the workout but not slick with sweat since I’ve got fans pointed right on me.

“My dad could walk in here at any time,” she whispers as she breaks away from my mouth.

I press one more soft kiss to her lips. “I’m not sure I care.” She shoots me a look, and I hold up both hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. How was class?”

“Fine. The professor let us out early, so no complaints. But Mia is acting weird. She arrived late and bolted early and we didn’t get a chance to talk.”

“Have you tried calling her to ask what’s up?” I link an arm around her waist and pull her back into me. I can’t help it. I need to touch her. I need to feel her. We’ll hear the door if someone walks in, and we can move apart then.

“No. I haven’t told her we’re back together, and I think she’s being weird with me either because her boyfriend scored the final internship spot or because she’s been trying to hook me up with one of Dylan’s friends forever and I’ve been a little…preoccupied with you.”

I lean down and press my lips to her neck. “Is that all I am to you? A preoccupation?”

She snickers. “You know what you are to me.”

“Do I? Maybe you should remind me.” I nibble the skin along her neck again, and she shivers.

“You’re my boyfriend, remember?”

“Ah, yes,” I murmur in a low, gravelly voice close to her ear. “And you’re my girlfriend.” I practically growl the words, and they serve their intended effect.

Her hand finds the back of my neck and her lips catch mine, and then we’re making out in the weight room like we will never get our fill of each other.

I let her go and pull her back toward one of the training rooms—the room where players will be taped up and tended to before and after games, but empty for now—and I lift her by her hips and set her on the exam table. I lock the door behind us, opting to keep the light turned off, and then I move back toward her. I drop my mouth to hers, and she wraps her arms around my shoulders.

Jesus, I could kiss her forever, but the Captain down below has other plans. I pull her to the edge of the table and thrust my hips to hers to give her the hint, and she lets out a soft moan.

“Fuck me, Cooper,” she murmurs.

“Okay,” I say, trying to keep the glee out of my tone. “Shit. I don’t have a condom.”

“I do,” she says, and she does not keep the glee out of her tone. She produces one from her back pocket.

“You’re just carrying condoms around now?”

She lifts a shoulder. “You never know when you’ll have a minute for secret sex at the House.”

I drop my mouth to her shoulder. “I swear to God, you were put on this Earth for me to find you.”

Her eyes are a little misty as they connect with mine, and she holds up the condom. “Right back at you, Captain.”

I snatch the condom from her fingertips, yank my cock out of my shorts, and roll it on while she unbuttons her jeans and leans back awkwardly to pull them down her legs, and then I take over, pulling them off her and tossing them to the ground.

I line my cock up with her glistening, gorgeous cunt, and then I slide my way into her wet heat.

I pull her in a little closer with one arm around her waist so she’s seated right at the edge of the table, and she wraps her arms around me as I really start to move. I want to suck her tits, to taste every inch of her as I take my time, but this has to be quick.

And it is.

It’s way too quick.

“Oh God, Cooper, oh my God!” she nearly yells, and I cover her mouth with mine to keep her screams at bay as I plow into her tight little body. She holds on for the wild ride, and I feel her starting to contract over me to the symphony of her moans, and that’s when my body can’t take it anymore. I let go, too, falling into the ocean of bliss far below right along with her, pumping into her as I grunt through my climax, my neck corded as I tip my head back through the release.

She clings tightly to me as we both make our way out of the haze, and I press my lips to hers once more, my body trembling from a hard and fast climax it wasn’t expecting less than five minutes ago.

“Jeez, Noah. Where’d you learn to bang like that?” she asks.

I laugh as I pull out of her. I grab a tissue from the counter and head over toward the bathroom to take care of the condom. “You really want to know?” I ask as I tuck my dick back into my shorts and return to her.

She wrinkles her nose as she hops down from the table to gather her clothes. “No, not really. I wish we were each other’s firsts.”

It’s my turn to wrinkle my nose. “You wouldn’t have wanted to be my first. It wasn’t pretty. But I do wish I was your first. The thought of you with somebody else makes me want to rage.”

She giggles. “You should’ve seen your face every time Justin came over.”

I narrow my eyes at her. “You were trying to make me jealous.”

She shakes her head. “I was trying to get you to see how stupid you were being.” She reaches over and taps me on the nose, and I can’t help a laugh.

“Well, you won.”

She reaches over and lightly runs her fingertips along the outside of my shorts, feeling her way along my cock. “I think we both won.” She offers a sassy little wink, and I can’t help my laugh.

She turns toward the door, and I grab her ass before I haul her back into my arms. I kiss her good and hard, leaving her with a memory that will help get us both through the rest of the day, and then I open the door, peek around to see the weight room is still empty, and let her out first.

We both hear the door to the weight room open a beat later. “Oh, hey Dad!” she says way too brightly as I’m walking out of the training room.

“What are you two doing in here?” he asks a little gruffly.

I glance over at her, and her cheeks are turning red as she keeps her eyes firmly planted on Troy.

“I, uh, was just using the restroom in the training room,” I say, my voice hitching a little with my lie. “I didn’t know Gabby was in here.”

She clears her throat. “I got out of class early and came down here looking for you,” she says to her father, and she moves toward him and away from me.

They head out of the weight room, and I collapse down on a bench as I think how close a call that was.

I really need to become better at lying, especially if what we’re doing is going to continue to be our little secret.