Chasing Football Dreams (Diner Girl #2)

Chapter Three

T he sun lazily made its way into the bedroom and illuminated every corner of the room. My body was still caught on a high from last night’s lovemaking. Duncan was careful and paid extra attention to not hurting me. Even though I regretted the first few seconds it slowly turned into the most exhilarating experience I’ve ever encountered.

I rolled onto my other side, finding Duncan’s side empty. It was still warm which meant he only got up recently. I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around myself as I was searching for my shirt when I found Duncan entering the bedroom, wearing only shorts.

He was carrying two mugs and balanced a plate of baked goods on his forearm. “Is that cake?” I asked, grinning.

He gave me a sheepish smile. “Brenda’s chef bakes a mean cake,”

I chuckled and sat up.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, leaning in to kiss me.

“I am fine,” I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him down to meet his lips. I took the chance of distracting him by wrapping my other arm around his torso and pulling him down. I rolled us over with the momentum and smiled when I heard his contagious chuckle.

“That’s cheating, babe,”

I crawled onto his chest, making our naked chest touch, and beamed at him. “That’s called being a genius,”

I snuggled his hand when he reached up to cup my face. “You are my genius and quarterback,”

“And you are my all-state, irresistibly handsome center,”

I found his lips and kissed him softly and slowly.

He rolled me onto my back and hovered over me. Images of his body driving into me, set my body on fire, and as embarrassing as it sounded, I wanted to do it again.

I lifted my leg and pulled him closer to make our bodies touch, right there . He moaned into my mouth and awakened my desire. No one could fuel the fire in my soul like Duncan did.

He jerked his hips forward, making me eagerly moan. But we couldn’t really get anywhere as my phone vibrated on the nightstand.

“I need to get that,” I unfortunately had to rupture our bubble.

Duncan understood and reached out to grab my phone. He stared at the out-of-date technology. “I need to get you a new one,”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Cell phones are meant to receive and send calls,”

I pressed the answer button when I saw it was Eliza. “I was starting to wonder when you were going to call,”

Duncan rolled away and before he could cover up, I saw that he was turned on. I felt kind of bad for teasing him like that.

“I was a bit sidetracked by the splendid art in France but now I am back,”

“Back?” I scrambled to sit upright.

“Yes, I am at your dorm but where are you?”

My eyes widened. “You are back?”

“I just said that,” She answered dully. “Where are you?”

I blushed. “I am with Duncan,”

“Oh,”

I curled a piece of my hair behind my ear. “Yeah,” I drawled, hoping she would get it.

“Oh, oh, well don’t let me interrupt,” Eliza said with a naughty voice.

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t be silly. Where do you want me to meet you?”

“I was thinking about going to yoga class but if you are too busy,”

I controlled the urge to reach through the phone and strangle her, only I had no superpowers and it was impossible.

“I will meet you there,” I dropped the call and pushed up from the bed.

Duncan choked on his coffee. “Zoey! You can warn a guy,”

At first, I didn’t understand until I remembered that I was fully bare. Instead of blushing, I rested my hand on my hip and tilted my hip to the side. “Don’t pretend that you didn’t touch and see all of this,”

He slowly put his mug down on the stand and got to his feet. “Since when are we this cocky?”

I smiled. “I don’t think you want to use that word since I have to get ready to meet my best friend,”

He arched an eyebrow which only made him dangerously sexy. If I didn’t have to meet Eliza, I would have let him take me back to bed and have his way with me.

“Beds are not the only place where a person can make love,”

Now I blushed. “Duncan,”

He reached to me and snaked an arm around my torso. With one pull, I was trapped in his arms. I pushed my hands up to his chest and rested them on his shoulders.

“You are beautiful, Zoey. Inside and out,” I believed him.

“And you’ve got a beautiful soul, and you are the most handsome man I’ve ever landed eyes on,”

He smiled and picked me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his torso and let him carry me into the bathroom. I expected him to do what he was thinking but he lowered me onto my feet. “Shower or bath?” He asked.

I would have liked to take a bath but I had a feeling we would only delay time. “Shower,”

He opened the taps without giving a single care in the world. He pushed his pants down and I was again reminded of Duncan’s physique. He was all over a big man.

“Are you going to devour me with your eyes or are you going to take a shower?”

I blinked at his words. “So, bossy,” I winked at him when I walked past him.

He tapped my butt softly making me yelp. I loved the echo of his chuckles and I loved the image of the misunderstood man smiling.

He joined me in the massive shower and layered my body with soap. He even massaged my scalp gently when he washed my hair.

This was all new to me. I wasn’t used to this kind of affection but I wasn’t going to complain. It was his way of expressing himself to me.

“Where should I drop you off?” Duncan asked once we were toweled down and in the process of getting dressed.

“Yoga class, it’s a few blocks over from the diner,”

“Yoga class?” He seemed truly baffled.

I nodded my head. “How do you think I stayed in shape and learned to look after my physique?”

“Yoga?” He repeated like a broken record.

“Are you also one of those people who believe that it is not exhilarating enough to be called exercise?” I placed my hand on my hip.

“No, of course not. It’s just I never heard you mention it before,”

I shrugged. “I used to go at least three times a week before meeting you and when I get a chance, I head after practice. It’s an excuse to spend time with Eliza and have a girl’s day,”

“You are incredible, do you know that?”

“Just because I do yoga?”

He chuckled. “No, because you do all these things that make you happy. You are who you want to be. You didn’t let the past define your passion for life,”