Stealing Kisses. Harmony Evans
the plane rolled to a stop, Natalie leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. Her soft lips were kindle for the fire he was starting to feel for her, and he resisted the urge to pull her onto his lap. He couldn’t remember the last time he was this hard. The woman was kicking it in all the right places.
He remembered how her breasts had moved as she’d tried to hustle him when they’d played ball. The beads of sweat on her forehead and in the small place at the base of her neck. Lifting her up to make that basket was like grasping a cloud that had a tornado at its root. She was soft and supple on the outside. Undeniably wild at the core.
He wanted to know more about her. And over the next few days she would get to know him—the real Derek. Not the guy who’d won MVP his first year in the NBA. Not the guy they loved to trash-talk on ESPN SportsCenter. Not the guy who became a millionaire several times over at age eighteen.
When this was all over, would she still look at him the same way she was now?
“Thank you for getting us here safely. I can see now that you are a man of your word.”
She had no way of knowing that the opposite was true.
He’d betrayed them all. His dad, his brother and, most of all, himself. All for the glory of the game.
And look where it got you, he thought.
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