One Time Player (The Player Series Book 2) by R.C. Stephens

Author:R.C. Stephens [Stephens , R.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

SEVENTEEN

Patty

After I get myself off once again to thoughts of Evan, I am a little less drunk so I get on a pair of pajamas and head over to room 740. I think he said 740 or was it 741?

With a pair of shorts and a button-down pajama shirt on, I head toward the area of his room, figuring if I need to knock on more than one door it will have to do. I want Evan. Even if it’s just for one night, I want him. I know we can’t be together because of work, but if it’s one time then we can just get each other out of our systems and be done with it.

When I get to room 741 I hear a loud groan and another loud groan.

“Oh, Patty, yes. Fuck, just like that,” he moans.

My back hits the wall. Holy shit. Is he getting off to thoughts of me? That’s messed up. I give my head a shake, acknowledging he’s my go-to person for getting myself off. I’m suddenly not feeling so bold. I’m more than confused. Can Evan and I be a one-time gig? I like him a lot. I care for him deeply. We have a special friendship. I run back to my room before I’m caught lingering outside his room.

I need to think this through. I can’t risk our friendship. I set my alarm for nine thirty. I toss and turn all night as I think of jumping his fine ass and messing everything up in one breath. If Daddy got wind that we did something, he would freak the hell out. When my alarm goes off in the morning, I am exhausted and have a bit of a headache from the wine. I force myself to get up for brunch. I brought a cream pencil skirt and light gray sweater to wear. I get up and brush my teeth and fix my hair. My eyes are a little puffy, but what can I do? I swallow two ibuprofen and decide to forgo the makeup.

I text Evan.

Me: Are you awake?

Evan: Do you want me to come by your room so we can go to brunch together?

Me: Yes, thanks. I’m ready.

Evan: See you in a minute.

I take a deep breath as I remember him groaning and saying my name. I try to picture what his cock looks like.

A knock on the door startles me.

I walk over and open the door. Evan looks freshly shaven and his hair is slicked back like he just got out of the shower. He’s wearing a black crewneck sweater that looks amazing on him and he has the sleeves pushed up on his arms, revealing his sexy forearms. His gray jeans are snug enough to show off his fine ass and the fact he has a nice-sized cock. In short, I’m screwed.

“Morning. How are you feeling?” I ask him.

“Huh?” he asks as he checks me out. How did I not notice this before? Unless it’s new. “Oh, my headache is better.

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