10. Changes
CHAPTER 10
CHANGES
DELILAH
M iles doesn’t seem angry that I fell asleep on the couch, since I got Lola into bed before starting the movie. He’s being a little passive aggressive for reasons I don’t know, but he also seems to appreciate what I did for him by taking Lola to the game in her jersey.
The man gives me whiplash sometimes and I return to cleaning the kitchen as he sits with Lola, making it spotless with my aggression.
There’s a part of him that seemed overly surprised by her jersey, which makes no sense to me. Doesn’t every player’s kid have one? When my brother has a kid, they’ll wear the damn thing every day.
His ex pops into my mind, and I wonder if she never bothered with a jersey. I’m sure his family bought them, but who knows what Kim did with them? Either way, his family loved how I dressed Lola and did her hair in team colors. That’s a win for me.
“Was it different from going to see your brother play?”
I sit on my bed later that night, talking to Allison. Miles did the bath and bed routine, and I dropped onto my mattress and didn’t move.
“Kind of. Miles’s family has been there, but I never paid attention before now. This time, I sat in between them and cheered for both guys. I guess my parents probably did that, too.”
“Lola looked so sweet in the picture you sent me. She’s so pretty, and she has his blue eyes.” Allison sighs as I roll my eyes.
“She sure does, and she tries to get everything with them she can. I think kids come with the instinct to give the adults in their life puppy dog eyes and we have to be evil and break it. Kind of like the eye rolling thing.”
“Does she do that?”
“No. At least, not yet. The begging thing is something she has down to a science. I can’t believe all the junk she ate at that game. I feel blessed that she went to sleep so easily.” I snuggle into my pillows, closing my eyes. The couch in the living room is amazing but the bed is always better.
It would just be incredible if Miles were here with me.
“I had the game on for a bit on break. They did such a great job. Your boss is hot, Del.”
Allison laughs and I shake my head.
“Is he?”
“You know he is, since you nearly kissed him in the heat of the moment. Were his eyes flashing in the light as he fought the urge to claim you with his mouth?”
“Ew. Stop it. You sound like a romance novel, Alli. We were arguing because he was being an asshole.”
“I am not sure about you, but that can be hot. Watching him on the ice had to do a little something to you, didn’t it? I even felt it and I’m not nearly the fan you are.”
My body tells me it did a lot to me as the pressure builds between my legs. I bite my lip and force myself back into the moment until I can end this call.
“I was watching a toddler throughout the game. There’s probably a lot I missed. You don’t know kids well, do you?”
“I saw the shots in the crowd, and it looked like Lola was getting a little spoiled by everyone. The press made a big deal about what they called her first appearance there. Was it really the only time she’s watched him play?”
I notice that Allison’s voice is filled with disbelief, showing that she is not as familiar with hockey as I am, especially Miles’s history.
“Her mom didn’t take her, so no. Lola is just three, so it’s not like she’s missed years of games.”
Why am I defending her? She sucked as a mom, but again, she’s dead. Not here to defend her actions.
“Still though. Even I melt when I see a sports guy interacting with his kids. I’ll bet Miles loved seeing her there all dolled up.”
Yeah, he did. She must have missed that on TV because it was all over the place.
“He gave her a puck. I think every kid near us wanted to steal it. I thought they showed that.”
“I just had it on for a bit. You know I am not the one to watch replays and all of that. I have just seen the kids and players over the years and it’s sweet.”
“It is. Someday my brother is going to be the guy with a kid and it’s going to do me and Mom in.”
We talk for a few more minutes before she needs to go to bed, and I snuggle under the covers in my bed. I’m still completely aroused and slip my hand between my legs to get some relief.
Should I hook up with another player? Andrew would be annoyed but I could do it. Maybe another guy in general?
“Oh, God,” I whisper, stroking my clit.
I am crazy with need and realize this is happening more often. I need to have sex with someone, but for now, here I am. I keep going until my release washes over me, closing my eyes as I rock into my hand.
I relax for a second and then hear a sound by my door. Glancing at the screen on the monitor, I can see that Lola is sleeping in her room.
Was that Miles? His room is down another hallway and there’s no need for him to be here, but maybe I am imagining things. I rise to clean up, pulling on a robe to grab some cold water from the kitchen. I am a wobbly mess making my way down the empty hall and I convince myself that I imagined the noise.
I grab a bottle from the fridge and close it when I see Miles leaning against the counter in the light.
“You scared me. I didn’t see you there.”
I slam the door and stand straight, knowing I look a little thrown together right now. That was a really great orgasm and my skin flushes at the memory of it. I avert my eyes and glance towards my room.
“I was just getting this before bed. Lola is out for the night.”
Miles holds up a bottle and I nod.
“Was it easy?”
“Getting her to bed?”
“Yeah. I know sometimes she wants extra books.”
Why do I sound so breathy?
“Are you okay, Delilah? You seem off tonight.”
Miles steps forward as I stare at him, looking down at my hands. He takes my right one, bringing my fingers to his nose and inhaling. I freeze and watch his eyes close as I realize I didn’t wash my hands that well. I did nothing to cover this up.
“That was you at my door?”
I whisper, and he draws my fingers into his mouth slowly.
“You sound good when you’re coming, especially when it’s my name on your lips.”
Shit. Did I say Miles’s name? I can’t remember. Before I can speak, he kisses me and pulls my body close to his. Helplessly, I moan and wrap my arms around his neck to remain standing as his tongue brushes against mine. No man has ever affected me this way, and I feel my body respond to him as my nipples harden through the thin robe. I feel like I never got myself off at all and I tilt my head to deepen the kiss as he claims my mouth.
His hands are on my ass, lifting the robe to find me bare. Miles curses and lifts me to place me on the kitchen counter, meeting my eyes with need of his own. He opens my robe to reveal my thin camisole and nothing more, taking me in as I shiver under his intense gaze.
“This is so fucking wrong.”
Miles takes a second before freeing my breasts. He takes a nipple into his mouth, and I let out a long whimper as it goes right to my core. He puts a hand on my thighs as I part them automatically, slipping my hand into his hair to pull him closer.
When he strokes my slick inner thigh, I rest my head on his and moan his name. Miles moves his finger to my pussy, stroking me as I grip him tightly. I’m needy and rock into him as Miles touches me just the way I need him to, building me up to another orgasm that promises to be more explosive than the first one.
He moves his mouth to the other nipple, drawing me between his teeth and dragging them over my skin before sliding a finger inside of me. His thumb still works my clit and I cry out as I feel myself go over the edge, coating his fingers.
Miles drops, putting his weight on his legs as he pulls me forward to lick my release from my body. His tongue is everywhere and his mouth sucks in all the right places as I try not to scream his name.
“Miles. I’m so close again.”
He gets more aggressive, reminding me of the focused man on the ice. I’m already sensitive from the first two times but because he’s Miles, he makes me come again. I cover my mouth as waves wash over me, stronger than before.
How?
Miles pulls back slowly, rising to his feet. He kisses me lightly and I can taste myself all over him as he takes slow breaths. I cling to him, feeling like all of my bones are gone. Will I ever recover from this?
“I’m sorry. That shouldn’t have happened, but I’m having a hard time controlling myself.”
I shake my head and slide my hands down his body, feeling his erection through his shorts. Miles is huge, and I grip him before he pushes my hand away.
“I can’t do this with you. Andrew and Lola are… I just can’t do this to them.”
Miles is gone in an instant and I slip to the floor, gripping the counter to stand. What just happened?
I grip my water and make my way back to my room, closing the door before I lean against it. That felt amazing. Nothing has ever felt like that, and I doubt it will again.
When I have some strength, I go into the shower to rinse off, since I’m a mess. It doesn’t make it any easier to sleep and I toss and turn, replaying the events of the night before I drift off for a couple of hours.
Miles has practice in the morning, and he kisses Lola goodbye without meeting my gaze. I sip my coffee as I’m waiting for toast, pretending nothing happened here in the kitchen I am standing in.
Thankfully, Lola slept in enough for me to clean up in here, so I felt like I could cook food again.
We eat and go through the day in the routine Lola is used to. She’s as happy as ever, talking about a little of everything as I only half listen, too distracted by everything. Maybe I just need some time, but I don’t know how to bounce back from any of this. It’s not normal for me to mess around with a boss and this situation seems even worse than something that might happen with an ordinary boss who isn’t your brother’s best friend.
Somehow I get through the day and make a simple dinner, excusing myself afterward when Miles asks for some time with Lola.
I need some time away from him. It works for me.