Hope Series Box Set by Sydney Aaliyah Michelle

Author:Sydney Aaliyah Michelle [Michelle, Sydney Aaliyah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0164GHWHM
Publisher: SAM & Associates, LLC
Published: 2015-11-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Jackson Latre Mitchell

We were undefeated five games into the season. Tiffany and I never continued our conversation from a couple of weeks ago, but we fell into a don’t ask, don’t tell kind of existence.

I went to class and stopped by Carrington’s house at least twice a week after practice. She cooked for me, and I hung out and played with Jack. After putting him to bed, we sat on the couch, watching television and talking football. She was cautious around me. Not wanting to cross the line. It became easy. It surprised me how much I needed her, and it didn’t matter what we did. We went days without touching each other, but being in her presence satisfied my soul.

We avoided certain subjects on purpose, and it suited us both fine.

I stopped by on a Thursday before the biggest game of the season. We were heading down to Miami to play the Hurricanes. I beat them every year, but it was always a big game for bragging rights in Florida. The trash talking began in spring football. Everyone was gunning for me. It was their personal mission to make sure I didn’t leave school with an undefeated record.

Jack greeted me at the door and raised his hands for me to pick him up.

“Hey, buddy. What’s Mommy cooking?” I carried him into the kitchen, stood, and watched Carrington pour pasta into a colander in the sink. Her back was to me and she wore a red t-shirt and black shorts that highlighted her assets. The apron added to the hot domestic goddess look. Her hair was in a ponytail, and I had to fight the urge to cross the room and place a trail of kisses up and down her beautiful neck. I set Jack down and he ran over to the gate that kept him out of the kitchen.

“Mommy, Jaja,” he pointed back at me.

Carrington turned and faced me as she wiped the moisture off her forehead with the back of her hand. I licked my lips and walked over to the counter.

“Hi.” She stared at my lips and something about this whole domestic scene felt different.

“It smells amazing in here.”

“Thanks. Hope you’re hungry.”

“Yep.”

We stared at each other, but a buzzer on the oven went off and she pulled her gaze from mine. I was kind of disappointed.

She pulled the garlic bread from the oven.

“Can you put Jack in his chair?”

I scooped Jack up and bit him on the neck as he giggled. Carrington smiled but turned back to the stove. I got Jack situated in his chair, grabbed the FSU bib off the counter and put it around his neck.

“Can I help with anything?”

She carried the pasta and the garlic bread over to the table. She headed back for the sauce.

“Nope, all good.” She stood over the table trying to see if she missed anything. “What do you want to drink?”

“Water is fine.” She walked back to the kitchen, and my eyes followed. I couldn’t help it. I told you about her ass, right? In those black shorts, my imagination didn’t have to work hard.

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