Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
“It is,” I snapped, seconds away from losing my temper. “It’s a goddamn pirate-themed restaurant…called POISON GODDAMN JACKS!”
I visibly saw Ezra wince.
“I didn’t know that was the place,” he admitted.
And before I could smack him upside the head, he dropped down to his knee and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Please forgive me.”
I sighed.
I couldn’t stay mad at this man for long.
“Whatever.”
There was possibly a smile breaking out over my lips, but I wouldn’t admit to it.
“Now get up before you embarrass me.”
His eyes started to gleam.
“Why would you be embarrassed?” he questioned.
“Hey, Coach!”
I turned to see the football team on the field, having evacuated from the field house while we’d exited the auditorium.
Johnson tossed something at Ezra, who caught it with ease.
I looked back at Ezra and answered him while I shook my head.
“Because when you’re down there, you look like you’re about to prop…” I trailed off when Ezra palmed the black box that Johnson had just tossed at him.
“Like I’m about to propose?” he asked, flipping the box open.
Inwardly I was screaming my ass off. Outwardly, I was speechless.
“Raleigh Crusie, will you marry me?”
I blinked. “I…”
“You’ll…”
“I’ll…”
He rolled his eyes.
Camryn punched me in the kidney.
“Say yes, dumbass,” she hissed behind me.
How could I say anything but yes?
“Fuck yes!” I cried out, throwing my arms around his neck and tackling him to the ground.
“Language!” Mrs. Sherpa cried out, sounding amused regardless.
“We should recruit her for the JV coaching staff. She just tackled him better than any of the ninth graders I’ve seen all week,” Allic suggested.
I was too busy kissing Ezra to care.
“Can I put the ring on you now?” he asked between kisses.
Blindly, I reached my hand up without once disengaging my mouth from his.
“All better now?” he asked, his eyes shining with mirth. “Does it make you feel better that you’re soon going to be mine and everyone will know it?”
I didn’t even have to think about it.
“Oh, yes.”
But when I finally peeled myself off of him to admire my ring, a dark feeling stole over me when I caught the hostility in Coach Casper’s eyes.
Where everyone else was smiling…she was quite effectively pissed.
Ruh-roh.
Chapter 22
Do you ever feel like your body’s check engine light is on and you’re still driving it like ‘nah, it’ll be okay?’
-Text from Raleigh to Camryn
Ezra
With one final thrust, I buried myself to the hilt and came so hard that if I wasn’t already laying down, I would’ve fallen.
“Jesus Christ,” I growled, pushing and pulling my cock in now, loving the way her pussy rippled with aftershocks of her own orgasm.
“So much better than going to CrossFit with you,” she murmured. “Soooooo much.”
I chuckled and pulled out, loving the wet sound that it made when we separated.
Reaching for the towel I’d just used to dry my body off with, I pressed it against her now-leaking core and got up off the bed, glancing worriedly at the time.
“Shit,” I groaned, walking to the closet. “I’m so late.”
Her husky laugh behind me had me contemplating hopping back in bed with her and going for round two, but I was already running late as it was, and the coach wasn’t allowed to be late for practice when he was required and paid to be there.
“Love you, Ez-E,” Raleigh called, getting herself more comfortable in the sprawled position she was already in. “And don’t let that woman hang on you. I hate her.”
I snorted.
That’d been her parting shot every morning since I’d proposed to her.
Out of everything that had happened that day, she was still stuck on the fact that I’d asked her if she wanted to go to Poison Jacks.
“She won’t,” I promised.
“That’s what you say every time, and when I walk around the corner, she’s running her hand up and down your arm.”
That was true. Coach Casper was a toucher when she spoke.
“I’ll do my best,” I paused with my shirt halfway over my head. “How about that?”
“I guess that’s good enough.” She rolled and settled onto her side. “Will you turn out the light already? I still have an hour until I have to get up.”
I chuckled and fished out my tennis shoes, a clean pair of underwear, and my socks out of my dark closet.
Once I had them all, I took them to the bathroom and closed the door, getting dressed in there.
Moments later, fully dressed with deodorant on, I flicked off the light and hurried toward the bed.
I kissed my woman goodbye and started to walk out the door when Raleigh’s words stopped me in my tracks.
“Coach Casper really does worry me,” she whispered.
I swiveled on a heel and turned to stare at her through the darkness.
I was on my way to the practice, and I didn’t really have time to spare. Not when I spent thirty minutes of the forty I usually used to shower and change after my early morning workout making love to my soon-to-be wife.