Tackled by the King: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (Stand Alone Novel) by Clark Christina

Author:Clark, Christina [Clark, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-05-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Carrie

I scooped a handful of popcorn into my mouth, crunching noisily as I nestled my head against Val's chest. He scooched to the side, making more room for me on the alligator-skin loveseat. But as he propped his fingers on my shoulders, kneading my tight muscles, I only got tenser. The stormy guilt brewing inside of me was getting harder to dismiss.

It had been about a full week since Jackson had miraculously woken up from his coma. Likewise, it had been about a full week since my “incident” with Kingsley at the emergency exit. I knew full well there was no excuse for what I'd done. Though it hadn't been officially discussed, Val and I were clearly an item. But in the spur of the moment, I'd completely forgotten Val had even existed. His face only cropped up in my mind when I'd flushed my sweet release all over Kingsley's cock.

On the other hand, this was my first night away from Jackson. Sloane had volunteered to stay over with Jamie and Jackson, and had convinced me to come out and see Val to unwind a bit. What I'd done was unacceptable, but it was just that – done. I should just box it up and tuck it away in the back of my mind for now and just go with the flow. And right as that thought slipped in and out of my mind, I felt an extra pang of guilt at my willing acceptance of the double standard.

I pulled away from Val, sitting up edgily on my side of the loveseat.

“So, how you liking the movie? Good stuff, yeah?”

Looking back at the TV, I was tempted to tell Val exactly what I thought. No, it wasn't “good stuff.” The cheesy action flick had no substance and was just a 2-hour long montage of unnecessary explosions and fake boobs. I winced, struggling to find one positive thing to say about the movie. As I watched the lead actor decimate an entire office of suits with his shirt off for god-knows-what reason, I reached over to the bowl of popcorn for another handful.

“Wouldn't kick that guy out of bed, I guess.”

Val jolted out of his seat, switching off the TV with a huff. I slowed down my chewing, the popcorn feeling extra dry as I forced it down my throat. He stared me down, his Adam's apple bobbing meancingly.

“What did you say?” His lips were screwed so tightly together they barely opened when he spoke.

“Why'd you do that?” I leaned away from him, pinching the scaly edge of the loveseat.

“I asked you a question.”

“Seriously?” I blinked at him, my jaw hanging in incredulity. “Are you really getting jealous over some guy on TV? I was kidding –”

“So was I.”

“What?”

Val laughed, his tight lips breaking out in a grin.

“Huh. Don't quit your day job, 'cause comedy's not your thing.” I crossed my arms over my chest, but I cracked a small smile myself.

“Alright, alright. I hear you. Bad joke.”

Val dropped to his knees in front of me.

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