Slam: A Colorado Smoke Novel by Andee Michelle

Author:Andee Michelle [Michelle, Andee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: AM Books, LLC
Published: 2017-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

THE HOT WATER from the shower is cathartic. Rubbing shampoo through my hair, I pull at it, trying to rid my thoughts of what is going on at the end of Layne’s date. Is he kissing her? Is she letting him touch her?

Letting my mind drift back to the night I had her pinned to her front door, the memory of her moans and her demanding kisses has me hard as a rock. Running my hand down my stomach to where the throbbing is, I take my shaft into my right hand and groan at the sensitivity. Slowly stroking my flesh, I hear her soft moans in my mind, the way she clawed at me and let me press her body against the door makes my release come quickly.

The idea anyone other than me is touching her makes me feel a little bit crazy. I finish cleaning up in the shower and quickly dry off, throwing on my favorite sweats. The moment my eyes connect with my lit-up phone, I can’t help but smile that it might be Layne.

And then the smile fades because it’s Conor.

Conor: You talk to her yet?

Me: No. Believe it or not, I just witnessed her on a date.

Conor: Oh hell. Are you drunk now?

Me: No, but if we didn’t have practice first thing tomorrow, I would be. I need to talk to her.

Conor: I told you that already. Pull your head out of your ass.

Me: Thanks for the pep talk. Go to bed.

Conor: You’re welcome… and stop being a pussy and call her before I go tell her you’re in love with her and embarrass the shit out of you.

Me: Fuck off.

Conor: Get some rest.

I throw my phone on the end of my bed and go back into the now cold bathroom to brush my teeth. Unable to keep my mind from wandering to what she’s doing right now, I switch on the TV and try to lose myself in something other than my self-loathing.

When my phone lights up again, I roll my eyes, reaching for it and wondering what torture I’ll be subjected to from Conor this time, but freeze when I see Layne’s name instead.

Layne: Thank you. He did tell me I looked beautiful, since you were wondering.

Me: Good. My hate for him has dropped a skoosh. Are you at home now?

Layne: Yep. Are you okay?

Me: Are you alone?

Layne: I feel like this is a question that opens so many doors to a discussion I don’t think we want to have.

Me: I only want to know if he’s staying the night.

Layne: Why?

Me: So I can torture myself.

She doesn’t respond for several minutes, and I’m afraid I’ve pissed her off. I’m fidgeting with the remote, trying to find something to watch, when my phone chimes and I almost hurt myself trying to get the text open.

Layne: I’m alone, Bryant. I don’t jump into bed with everyone who pays attention to me.

Ouch. Okay. She thinks I think she’s a slut. Not good.

Me: I know. But I don’t know how long you’ve known this guy or how long you’ve been dating him.

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