CHAPTER THREE #3
“You did. She’s going down to spend a couple of days with him and watch his next game. Asher and Logan are going to it and will bring her home afterward.” Jackson moves and plops down in the chair next to me as he glowers at me.
“You think this guy might be her one, don’t you?” I nod before I answer him.
“Yeah, I think he could be. She’s not just head over heels for him.
She’s really getting to know him, and he listens.
He also bought new lamps for his place and replaced all his energy-saving light bulbs with brighter ones.
” Wyatt surprises me by commenting from the doorway.
“Did he brag to her that he did that, because—” I wave my hand to stop his rant before it can really begin.
“Nope. Asher and Mayson told me. Said he had Zane help him the other day. She doesn’t even know about the lightbulbs.
According to Zane, when he asked him if he was doing it just to earn points or get in her pants—” Growls from both my men stop my exclamation.
Neither of them has a problem with their boys getting some or having a sex life, but their princess?
That’s another story. I won’t break their hearts and tell them she’s not a virgin.
They might actually have a heart attack with that little tidbit of information.
Wyatt gives me a kiss and sits on my other side as I continue what I was saying before the alpha grunting interrupted me.
“Apparently, that question from Zane had Cade almost losing it, and your prospect found himself up against a wall with a hand around his neck. Asher said Zane commented that in the time he’s known Cade, he’s never seen him that serious.
I guess he told him not to talk about his woman that way, and if he ever did again, that they would have a serious problem because Cade would knock him into next week.
I guess after Cade calmed down, he answered Zane’s original question.
He told him he wasn’t doing it to earn points or anything.
In fact, he didn’t plan on telling Hanna he did it all.
He said he did it so she would be comfortable in a new place and be able to see whatever she needed to.
He said it wasn’t a big deal, but seeing as he wants her to visit whenever she wants to, he wanted to make it a place she would be comfortable in.
” I watch my men lean back in their chairs.
I could swear they both almost pout at the same time.
Wyatt huffs and grumbles out, “We’re gonna have to like this one, aren’t we?” I nod and reach out a hand to each of my men.
“She’s older than I was when we got together. We’ve raised her to be strong, smart, and to know that we’ll always be here for her. But yeah, I think this could be the real thing between them. Like it or not, your little princess isn’t little anymore.”
Jackson squeezes my hand and quietly says what's going through his mind. “She might not be little, but she’ll always be our princess. She’s always going to be the girl who used to wrap her whole hand around our fingers and swing between us.
She’s always going to have us. Even if this guy is the one, we’re the ones who loved her first.” Oh boy, these two.
They’re gonna have to adjust to not being the most important men in Hanna’s life.
Send caffeine. Fuck that, send me whiskey, I’m gonna need it.
Cade
I deserve a fucking medal. First, the kiss Hanna greeted me with was enough to make me wish I’d worn anything but jeans today.
Holy hell, she can kiss. Then she’s killing me with what she’s wearing.
It’s nothing overtly sexy, just jeans, a tank top, and a flannel over that.
During the drive, she took off the flannel, and the amount of cleavage it showed…
well, let’s just say as a man who’s dying to explore her curves, it’s just a tease to glance over during the drive and see her bouncing around.
Of course, I let her control the music. My girl’s a closeted Swifty, so the music selection was mostly that, though she surprised me with some country and rock from the eighties and nineties.
I’m pretty sure I’ve been hard for almost the whole two-hour drive.
The drive that’s supposed to be two and a half, closer to three, but I’ve made it in barely two.
I ain’t that much of a saint, and I’m dying to have Hanna in my arms when we’re not in public and can see where things go.
I take the exit off the interstate toward my place and know it’s only a few more minutes ‘til we pull into my place. I live in a fourplex, with two of the other units occupied by teammates and the fourth by the elderly widow who owns the complex. She’s a sweetheart and is always bringing us cookies and such.
Carter, I’m pretty sure, is half in love with her.
Dustin is right next to me, but he is by far one of the quietest on the team.
He’s a great teammate, but I know fuck about him, and he’s my neighbor.
Hanna speaks up while I wait for the light to turn green. “Are we stopping for gas or something?” I shake my head.
“Nope, we’re almost to my place. We’ll be there in just a few minutes.
” She squeezes my hand and pushes her glasses up.
I’ve noticed she does that when she’s a little anxious.
I squeeze her hand back, and she looks at me.
“I was serious, baby. Nothing has to happen. I’m excited to just spend some time with you, but I don’t want you to feel like we have to do anything. ”
I could swear a growl comes from Hanna, and I’m almost scared to look over, but I do quickly before I start driving again.
I can see her glaring at me, so I’m gonna be smart and wait for her to speak, which she does almost immediately.
“Cade. I know we haven't spent that much time together, you know face-to-face and not on video chat or anything, but I don’t need to be handled with kid gloves. I’ve felt the same chemistry you have every time we’ve kissed.
I don’t know about you, but my vibrator has gotten so much use since the first time we met that I’ve had to recharge it…
twice! So yes, I’m up for whatever happens between us. ”
“Fuck me.” More words are not possible right now.
It’s taking all the brain cells I still have functioning to make it the last two miles to my place.
I made the last turn, and I’m lucky the tires didn’t squeal.
I pull into my covered parking spot. I hurry and get out and walk around to the passenger side, adjusting my hard cock as I walk.
I can’t just jump on her out here, and she has no idea which place is mine.
I’m going to summon all my strength and wait ‘til we’re inside before I kiss her again.
Once I touch those lips again, all bets are off.
I grab her bags out of the back seat and then open her door.
She looks up at me and gives me that smile that has me feeling things I’ve never felt for a woman before.
“Thanks, handsome.” She hops out and grabs her work bag.
“I’ll follow you since I have no idea where I’m going.
” I nod because my brain can’t form words right now.
I have to focus on walking and not throwing her over my shoulder.
I walk up to the porch and stop before the stairs to make sure she’s alright and hold out a hand to help her up.
I know it’s daylight, but with it being overcast, I’m not sure how well her depth perception is on these stairs.
I know at her house she can maneuver those with her eyes closed.
We get to the door, and I make quick work of the lock and open it to let Hanna in first.
As soon as we’re inside, I set her bags down by the door and close the door behind me.
As soon as I turn around, I see Hanna moving toward me with a very hungry expression.
Fuck me. She’s so fucking sexy. She stops right in front of me and looks up at me.
“I’d really like to kiss you more than just the peck we had earlier.
I’ve been thinking about kissing you ever since our last real kiss. ”
What my woman wants, my woman gets. I reach up and turn my hat around so I have clear access to her, and I swear she lets out a moan. I barely catch what she says under her breath. “He does the hat thing too, holy hell.”
I don’t have time to figure out what she’s talking about because her arms come up and wrap around my neck.
I bow my head slightly to meet her. The moment our lips touch, it’s like a fire ignites.
I pour everything into that kiss, and she does the same.
I barely have to demand entrance before she moans and lets me in, our tongues dancing together.
I’m not sure how it happens, but I find my hands grabbing her luscious, full ass and pulling her up my body, my cock leaking in my boxers as her body rubs up against mine.
I move toward my bedroom without breaking the kiss.
She wraps her legs around my waist, and somewhere down the hallway my ball cap gets knocked off, and Hanna runs her fingers through my hair.
Why does that turn me on even more? I don’t remember it ever doing that before.
I make quick work of the distance from the front door to my bed.
For once, my six-foot-four frame works to my advantage.
I love that Hanna’s not tiny. She’s tall…
must be close to five-eight or five-nine, which means I don’t have to bend so far down to kiss her.
It also means her legs wrap all the way around me and fuck, that’s hot.