TARA WATCHED THE PLAY OF EMOTIONS ON MICK’S FACE, from passion to near pain as he entered her. She was so filled with love for this man she could barely contain her joy. The pleasure he brought her held no bounds. She lifted against him, still pulsing inside from the orgasm he’d given her. Her * tightened around him, gripping him as he swelled inside her and dragged impossible sensations from her with every thrust.
She held on to his arms as he moved slow and easy at first, then quickened the pace, rolling his hips over her clit and grinding against her until she climbed that precipice again. He took her right to the edge, then pulled back, giving her that wicked smile that told her he knew exactly where she’d been, but wouldn’t let her go just yet.
“Bastard.”
“You love me.”
“Yes, I do. Now let me come.”
He dropped down on top of her and kissed her, a bone-melting kiss, his tongue sliding over hers, his fingers buried in her hair, his body connected to hers in the most intimate way. There wasn’t a part of him that wasn’t touching her, from his cock to his mouth to his heart.
It was perfect.
And when she came, she cried out against his lips, and he groaned against hers, and it was the sweetest sound of love that left her laughing and crying and thinking life was just so damn good, and she’d almost thrown it all away.
After, they ate pizza and curled up together on the sofa.
“You want a big wedding?”
She turned to look at him. “I have no idea. I’ve never thought about it.”
He arched a brow. “You’re a woman. All women think about stuff like this. And besides, you’re an event planner.”
She shrugged. “I just never thought I’d get married.”
“You’re getting married. Plan a big wedding.”
“I don’t have any family. Except Nathan, of course.”
“You have my family. They’re now your family. And they’re huge. And then there’s the team. Also huge. And lots of friends.”
“Guess I should start a guest list.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Guess you should.” He grabbed his drink and took a long swallow.
“Do you really want a baby?”
He shifted his gaze to her. “Do you?”
She smiled at him, remembering the feel of the baby she held. “I’ve thought about it.”
“I’d love another kid like Nathan. Or maybe a little girl like you.”
Her heart warmed, and she snuggled against him. “I have no idea what I did to deserve someone like you.”
“Just lucky, I guess.”
She shoved her shoulder into him, and he laughed.
“I’m the lucky one, Tara. I have you; I have Nathan. I have the perfect life. Thank you.”
She lifted up and kissed him, a long, lingering kiss.
“Mmmmm, pepperoni. Perfect, indeed.”
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GAVIN RILEY KNEW ELIZABETH DARNELL HAD BEEN avoiding him for the past several months. And he knew why.
She was afraid he was going to fire her just like his brother Mick had.
Oh, sure, Mick played in the NFL and Gavin played Major League Baseball, so in a lot of ways they were similar. And since Mick was Gavin’s big brother, many people thought Gavin followed Mick’s lead, especially in business matters. After all, Mick had hired Elizabeth first and Gavin had followed suit.
But people would assume wrong. Gavin made his own decisions about business and didn’t do everything his brother did. Even if Liz had messed with Mick’s personal life, hurt Mick’s girlfriend and her son, and had done just about everything humanly possible to piss his brother off. And she might have apologized and set things right with Mick, Tara, and Tara’s son, Nathan, but it had been a case of too little, too late.
There were things a sports agent did that were valuable to an athlete’s career. But screwing with an athlete’s love life could be the kiss of death for an agent.
Liz had never once touched Gavin’s love life. In fact, Liz threw women at him like a pimp. Beautiful women. Actresses, models, the kind of women that made Gavin look good. Gavin had no complaints. In fact, Liz had done the same thing for Mick until he had fallen in love with Tara Lincoln and put an end to Liz coupling Mick with the latest and greatest starlet on the cover of whatever magazine would get him the most exposure. But Liz had tried to get Tara and her son out of Mick’s life, which had resulted in Liz getting fired.
And that’s why she’d been avoiding Gavin, no doubt afraid Gavin had sided with Mick and was ready to do the same—which Gavin found pretty damned amusing. Elizabeth watched over her clients like a hawk, and for her to go to complete radio silence was like giving up and letting the vultures swoop in and take over her prime real estate.
Not that Gavin was the best player around, but she’d sat on him since she signed him, not letting any other agents get within talking—or signing—distance.
Maybe it had something to do with that night Mick had fired her.
Mick had walked out of the locker room, leaving Elizabeth alone with Gavin.
Liz had come up to him looking all teary-eyed and vulnerable, two things that were totally uncharacteristic of her.
Then she’d kissed him. And walked away.
Not that he’d thought about that kiss much over the past months.