Dirty Player (The Montgomery Billionaires #3)

CHAPTER SEVEN

LEVI

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“You want me to drop you at your house or your parents’?” I ask Kaylee, then wonder if she is still living in the same place.

She might have moved.

For all, I know, she has a boyfriend.

My teeth clench at the thought of her with another man. I might have had photos of her and Colby shoved down my throat, but she wasn’t with him for long.

Who knows, she might be in a relationship with someone I don’t know.

“Or wherever,” I grind out.

“I want to see Dad,” Kaylee answers, and I immediately feel like a dick.

Her dad was just in hospital and all I’m thinking about is her waking up with some guy wrapped around her body.

“So what’s the story?” I widen my thighs to get comfortable and glance down at her.

My little kitten.

She’s so tiny, sitting in the black leather seat of my Maserati. I forgot how much I like seeing her in it.

It’s fall, so gone are her little shorts and dresses, replaced with another pair of black leggings showing off her taunt and toned legs. A Hawkes sweater drapes the top half of her body, and I notice she has the sleeves rolled at her wrist.

“The doctor told him he had to make some changes, as his heart wasn’t good.” Kaylee sighs. “He hasn’t. Today, at work, they called an ambulance.”

My hand reaches for her, and I stop it just in time, running it through my hair. “Not good. Think this might scare him?”

I don’t look at her.

I can’t.

If I do, I’ll want to take her hand and pull her into my arms, and I can’t because I’m fucking driving... and because she’s not mine.

Regardless, I wasn’t going to let her sit out in the car on her own. When I walked out of the building, I saw a shadow inside her vehicle and went to check it out. I knew she’d left twenty minutes earlier as I’d watched her leave.

When I got closer I saw it was Kaylee with her head on the steering wheel, my instincts kicked in and without a second thought, I was knocking on the window.

Because I’m her friend.

Whatever, liar.

“It scared us. Mom and me,” she replies and wraps her arms around her middle.

I go quiet. Memories of losing my mom just a few years ago come flooding back. I know the fear, the panic, and the deep grief. It never goes away. They say it fades, but it’s still raw.

I don’t want her to feel the same pain I did.

Do feel.

“Did you call Stephanie?” I ask, knowing I can’t be there for her, and I really don’t want to ask if she has a boyfriend.

“Not yet.”

I turn off the highway and head toward her parent’s house.

As we get closer, Kaylee glances up. “Thanks for the message.”

I nod, then laugh because I sent it at two in the morning. Just after stroking my damn cock. She deserved my apology, and we have to work together so I wanted to clear the air.

“Yeah, random time. I just...you know. I was rude, and that wasn’t okay.”

We share a smile as I turn onto her parents’ road. When the car glides to a stop outside, I turn, trying to ignore her toned petite frame I once loved throwing over my shoulder...and pleasuring.

So much fucking pleasure.

Her body purred like a kitten—hence the nickname—the moment I touched her.

“I can wait. Or come in.”

“I don’t deserve you being this nice.” Kaylee’s eyes dip.

I reach out and squeeze her fingers. “Hey. Your dad got rushed to the hospital. I lost my mom not that long ago, remember? This is grown-up stuff.”

She snorts out a little laugh.

“Yeah. It is. Levi...I’d really like the chance to explain one day. But—”

“No need.”

This is not the time, and I don’t want to hear that she wasn’t into me anymore. That she never thought we would work and didn’t feel the same way about me.

What was done was done?

I’d made my decision to truly get over her.

“I want to. I thought—”

“Truly Kaylee. It’s over. I’m just being a friend. That’s all.”

I don’t miss the flash of hurt cross her face.

What is that?

She cheated on me.

God this woman is confusing.

“Sure. I know...shit. I’m sorry. Okay.” She glances out at her parents’ house. “Thank you for the ride. I’ll see you at work tomorrow.”

I nod as the front door of the house opens, and her mom stands in the doorway. Kaylee reaches and collects her purse, then climbs out, giving me a small wave goodbye.

I watch her walk along the path, trying to ignore the curve of her gorgeous ass and draw in the vanilla scent she left behind in my car.

I miss her.

I fucking miss her.

It’s like becoming a pro footballer was too much good luck so the universe wanted to balance things out by putting the woman I love, and can’t have, right in fucking front of me.

I’d really like the chance to explain.

Feeling her in my arms, being able to wrap my body around hers, took me back physically to a time when I thought she was the one.

Beside me, her slight frame fits like a glove.

Most of the time she was under my arm, her hand against my pec, and if she wasn’t grinning up at me, there was a sizzle in those pretty brown eyes of hers.

There was never any question what it meant.

I need you.

I want you.

And as far as I knew, I made her happy.

I pull out of the street after the front door closes and floor the Maserati. I feel my cock harden as I remember the night I used the string of my robe to tie her arms up in the shower.

The warm water sprayed over her soaped-up body as I dropped to my knees.

“Legs wide, kitten,” I instructed her, sliding my fingers through her soaked pussy.

The way she obeyed immediately had me reaching for my cock and stroking fast as I pressed my face into her sex and licked her.

Glancing up, watching her tremble, her small pert breasts shuddering needily, I almost came as fast as she did.

But I throttled my cock and released the tie, kissing her with the taste of her clit still on my tongue. Then said, “Down on your knees, Kaylee. I want to see you take all of me inside your hot mouth.”

“God, Levi. I need you inside me.”

“Patience,” I said, pressing her to the shower floor.

I didn’t ask her to swallow.

I released over her face as she peered up at me like I was some kind of god.

I felt like it when I was with her.

“Christ,” I mutter, flooring it along the highway back to my penthouse.

How the hell am I going to survive an entire season of this? I need to either focus on the game or start dating.

A cold hard fuck is not going to fix this. Trust me, I’ve tried.

Now that we are friends, it’s going to be even harder. Pun fucking intended.

It was so much easier when I hated her. No, I never hated her...I was embarrassed and broken-hearted.

That’s the hardest pill to swallow.

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KAYLEE

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“Was that Levi?” Mom asks as I follow her into the living room.

Dad sits on the sofa, looking pale and more vulnerable than I’ve ever seen him. My heart sinks as I cross the room and throw my arms around him, sitting.

“Dad.”

He pats my arm. “I’m okay, kiddo. It was just a scare.”

“It was not just a scare, Hank. You have to take the doctor’s orders seriously.” Mom growls.

“I will. Don’t nag me. I’ll...die.”

“Dad.” I chuckle while Mom loses her mind at him. “Don’t joke about that stuff.”

He smiles down at me, then a frown appears. “Did I hear your mom say that Levi dropped you off?”

Damn.

I was hoping to dodge that question.

“My car wouldn’t start.” I sink into cushions. “So, what did the doctor say?”

“What’s wrong with your car?” Dad asks, not giving up.

I shrug. “I don’t know. Levi showed up, and it was already dark, so I accepted his offer to drive me over.”

Both of them are silent.

“It’s fine.”

“Don’t you get back with that boy, Kaylee. He treated you horribly,” Dad warns me. “I don’t care how good he is with a football. He didn’t respect you.”

A part of me wants to tell them the truth. I can’t. Not with Dad’s heart the way it is. I know how he feels about people who cheat, and I definitely don’t want him to see me that way.

It would break my heart.

I love my father.

What does it matter anyway? Levi did me a favor tonight and I doubt my parents will ever see him outside the TV screen again.

Despite the electricity in the car tonight, we are just friends. Even if I dared dream Levi might forgive me, or that my parents could see past what they think happened, I’ve dug myself into a hole with my little lie.

So there’s no future for us.

Levi did apologize for being rude to me and I’m pleased, as we will need to work together this season.

That is, if we can ignore the chemistry that still flows like lava between us.

He can pretend all he likes, but I know that man. His eyes were roaming all over my body. The jaw grinding could be that he still hates me, but I suspect he wanted to touch me.

Because I wanted to touch him.

I wanted to feel his mouth on mine and melt into the sexual pleasure I know exists between us. My body was buzzing just sitting next to him.

That doesn’t happen with anyone else.

“Levi and I are just colleagues, that’s all.”

Mom watches me for a long moment, then nods and says, “Let me get you some dinner.”

I thank her, then turn to Dad. “So, no more ice cream, huh?”

“My life is over.” He sighs as I grin and drop my head onto his shoulder.