Another Hit by Alexa Padgett

Author:Alexa Padgett [Padgett, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sidecar Press, Inc.

Maxim

I woke with my head buried in Ida Jane’s hair. I shifted, needing to stretch my back and hips, which pressed my pelvis—and morning wood—against my bride’s lush ass. Much to my surprise, Ida Jane requested I join her in the bedroom last night. I didn’t ask if she was sure because I wasn’t a gentleman.

While it hadn’t been the wild night of sex I’d hoped for, it had been…right. Kind of what I expected marriage to be.

“Morning,” she murmured, her voice husky with sleep.

I smiled into her hair, loving that she was wrapped in my arms, and that she was mere hours from becoming my bride.

Intense pride and other emotions—ones that I refused to examine too closely—welled inside me. This was the smart move; one that would give me and my team what we needed. Focus on the goal, Maxim. Staying in the country. Winning more games. Improving my stats. Making more money from endorsements. Never being hungry again.

That had been my list of goals since I was drafted; Ida Jane was a delicious perk that helped me achieve them. I was being smart, marrying her.

I buried my nose deeper in her hair and inhaled.

“Morning, krasivaya.”

She shivered, as she always did when I used that term of endearment, before pressing closer. We lay like that, spooned together, both of us content.

“What time do we need to be at the courthouse?” she asked.

“Nine.”

“All right. Would you like to take a shower before I get ready?”

“Yeah.”

“Mind if I order some breakfast?” she asked.

“Please. I want an egg white omelet.”

She rolled over, and I noticed her face wasn’t as swollen today. In fact, I could see both her beautiful eyes, but my attention was currently on the flirty grin tugging on those pretty pink lips.

“You athletes. I’m assuming no butter and lots of veggies and cheese crammed into that omelet?”

I leaned forward and kissed her forehead at the edge of her bruising. “You got that right. Along with a big pot of black tea.”

She gasped. “You don’t drink coffee?”

“Only from the machine the guys got me and not much at that. Makes me jittery, and I’m already a little nervous.” I swallowed, wondering if I’d said too much.

Her small, pale hand cupped my cheek. “You got it, Maxim. Black tea and an omelet.”

Her pajama shirt had ridden up when she turned over, and I took advantage, rubbing my thumbs against the soft skin of her ribs. The goosebumps told me she liked that.

She studied my face for a long moment. “You know something? I’m not nervous—not about the wedding. I know you’re going to treat me right.”

“Of course.” I laid my entire palm against her ribs, letting my fingertips skim the underside of her breasts.

“And I’m going to treat you right, too,” she vowed.

I gave her a serious look. “Never doubted you.”

She smiled, then scrambled out of the bed. I enjoyed seeing Ida Jane in so few clothes, her tits bouncing under her silky top.

She used the bathroom and popped back out, face shiny and hair tucked back in a headband that the personal shopper had added to the order.

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