“Are you okay?” she asks, worry woven into her words.
“Never better. I tweaked my hip a little on that last save, but I’m good. Nothing some ice a soak can’t fix. Or…maybe some physical therapy role play?” I suggest, waggling my eyebrows.
“You are such a dork,” she laughs, rolling her eyes.
I keep her hand in mine as we make our way through the corridor. “That wasn’t a no…”
CHAPTER 40
JT
JT:You busy?
Maggie:A little… what’s up?
JT:My four o’clock is canceled, so I’ve got extra time. Thinking I’ll swing home and eat lunch with you.
Maggie: Seriously?
JT:Uh, yes…
Maggie:That’s perfect.
JT:Because you want me to make you a grilled cheese?
Maggie:No…well, yes. But also because I need your help with something.
JT:I swear to god, Maggie. If you are standing on a chair right now…
Maggie:I promise I’m not.
JT:Fine, but stay right where you are and don’t move. Be home in five.
I’m hauling ass across campus because I miss my girl, and also because I have a bad feeling she’s trying to hang the room darkening shades I picked up at the hardwarestore last week. I haven’t had time to put them up and with five weeks left to go, my girlfriend is in full nesting mode.
My hip’s still twinges a little since I overextended it in the game against Woodcock, but the brisk walk will do me good. I take the stairs two at a time and I’m opening our door before I even break a sweat.
I toss my bag by the door and head for the bedroom, hoping like hell she’s not wielding a drill.
She’s not.
She’s naked and spread out on our bed like a fucking gift.
“You need some help?” I ask, surprised my voice sounds relatively normal.
She nods her head. “I need to come, JT. I need you touch me. I?—”
That’s all the invitation I need to strip down and join her on the bed.
Thank god for canceled classes.
An hour later, Maggie’s sleeping soundly, and I’m wide awake. My stomach is growling so loudly, I’m afraid I’ll wake her.
I duck into the kitchen to make a sandwich. I’m chomping down when I check my phone and see three missed calls.
At first, I’m worried I missed a team meeting, but then I see the number on my screen.
It’s Curtis.
