Page 24 of Hard Hitter
Quinn seemed to understand the explanation, giving a nod. He looked intently at Raelyn then, "Does that mean you're walking down the aisle with your ex?"
"Thankfully, no," said Raelyn. "Amira's mom insisted she make her little sister maid of honor, so I was rescued from that horrifically awkward situation."
Quinn's responding smile seemed both genuine and relieved, "I know a guy who's got nothing going on if you're looking for a date."
"Yes!" Amira exclaimed before Raelyn had a chance to respond. "Yes, she would love to flaunt her super hot, major leaguestudin front of that pompous asshole!"
"I don't need to make Emerson jealous," Raelyn protested. "His opinions of me and who I sleep with are completely inconsequential."
"You think we'd sleep together if I was your wedding date?" Quinn asked, eyes glinting mischievously.
Raelyn returned his mischievous charm, "I'd give you the opportunity to beg."
Across the table Quinn shifted in his seat, eyes darkening with lust as he took a steadying breath. His gaze momentarily dropped to Raelyn's lips and he licked his own. Again.
"I think we need another round of shots," Amira grinned before slipping out of the booth and heading up to the bar.
Two hours later there was a collection of empty glasses on the table in front of them and Chris and Jett had joined them in their booth. Raelyn and Amira had taken three shots of tequila each and were now finishing up their second mixed drinks. Chris and Jett had handed responsibility of the bar over to the bartender and the assistant manager in the kitchen so they could join their friends for a couple of drinks. Quinn finished his first beer and had down-sized to a pint for his second.
Jett had started a new game of Never Have I Ever, in which those whohaddone what the speaker hadn't would take a sip of their drink.
"Okay, uh, never have I ever…" Chris pondered, "slept with an actor or actress.”
Quinn pressed his lips together as if to keep from saying too much and simply sipped his beer.
Raelyn gasped, “Was it George Clooney?”
Giving in to a laugh he replied, “Even I couldn’t score Clooney.” He looked thoughtful for a moment then said, "Never have I ever sucked a dick."
“Come on, Quinn, let’s get a little more creative,” Raelyn sighed. She and Amira both took small sips of their cocktails. "Never have I ever had an audience to a wet dream."
"Hey!" Quinn exclaimed as the other three at the table laughed. "I was maybe fourteen, you just climbed through my window, and...invaded my privacy. It was traumatic. One moment I was on the beach,lathering sunscreen on a hot babe, and the next I'm being whacked with a pillow, my best friend pointing out that I'm getting an erection. I will never sleep with an open window again." Everyone laughed at this and he added with a flirtatious grin in Raelyn's direction, "You were impressed. Don't deny it."
“Ah, so you have athingabout lathering sunscreen on hot babes,” Jett nodded, clearly referencing their day at the beach.
Raelyn and Quinn made brief eye contact across the table, both smiling and blushing a little before looking down into their drinks. Not only had they shared a sensual, passionate, arguably monumental experience, but they’d had witnesses. Raelyn recalled the sensation like sparklers igniting all over her body as she’d felt Quinn’s mouth so close to her skin and heard those primal groans and harsh breaths like secrets whispered in her ear.
“Never have I ever lost my virginity to a cowboy,” Amira said with a pointed stare in Raelyn’s direction.
She shrugged, conceding, and took another drink.
“A cowboy, Rae? Really?” Quinn asked, disbelieving.
“True story. He came to our dorm every day for like a month and would antagonize me and try flirting, and I couldn’t stand him. And then one day I thought,” Raelyn gave a quick shrug, “eh, he’s attractive enough, why not?”
“Why not?” Quinn said flatly. “You didn’t even like the guy but, hey...why not?”
“It was a magical experience, I assure you,” Raelyn tilted her glass toward him. “Never have I ever posed nude on a magazine cover!”
“You would not believe how much shit my teammates give me for that.”
“I thought it was exquisite,” Amira cut in, sending an exaggerated wink across the table at him. "Never haveIever had a threesome."
Raelyn narrowed her eyes across the table at Quinn who was holding back a guilty grin. He took a quick gulp of his beer, not breaking away from her gaze. She arched one eyebrow in challenge as she also took a deep drink from her glass.
Quinn's eyebrows raised in apparent surprise before pulling together as he chewed the inside of his cheek, shooting her a curious, scrutinizing look across the table.
Jett let out a low whistle, "Damn...We had our suspicions about you, Rae-Rae, but I wasn’t sure."
