Cocky Striker - Evan Grace Page 0,62
weekend. Don’t feel guilty, okay? She loves you no matter what.”
Tears fill my eyes. “Okay. I better clean myself up before we talk to her.” I lean down and kiss him. “Thank you for being awesome.”
He gives me a cocky grin. “I am pretty awesome, and I’ve got a really big dick.”
“Oh my God, you did not just say that. You’re terrible.” I laugh before kissing him one more time. “Now leave me alone.” My clothes make a trail to the front door. I quickly grab them and carry them into the bathroom, trying very hard to ignore Chance lying there naked.
I make quick work of cleaning myself up then step out of the bathroom and find Chance slipping on a pair of khaki shorts and a t-shirt. He kisses me as he walks into the bathroom.
I sit and open my laptop after texting my mom. Telling her I’m ready, I start the FaceTime app and Ava’s face appears on the screen. “Mommy,” she squeals excitedly. “I’ve missed you.”
“I miss you too. Are you being a good girl?”
The sass is strong in this one. “Of course I am.” Three going on sixteen for sure. “Where is Chas?”
“Right here, sweetheart.” He sits next to me and waves at the camera. “How are you, my Avalou?”
“I’m good. Whewe’s Picky?” We’re working with Ava on pronouncing Pixy, and she’s almost got it.
“He’s with my mom and dad. You’ll get to see him soon.”
She tells us about her day, and about five minutes later Ava’s covering her mouth and yawning. “Baby, why don’t you get in bed, and I’ll read you a story.”
Ava shakes her head. “No stowy. Will you sing fow me?”
I look at Chance and then back at Ava. I’ve never really sang in front of him before. He’s usually working on his laptop with his earbuds in or in the shower when I tuck her in.
Ava climbs into her bed and I sing Rainbow Connection to her. By the time I’m into the second verse she’s asleep. I stop singing and turn to find Chance staring at me. “What?”
He grabs my hand and pulls me close. “You’re fucking amazing.” Our lips meet in a sweet glide that ends all too soon. When I turn back to the laptop, my mom is on the screen smiling like a lunatic.
“Are you kids doing anything fun tonight?”
“We’re going to go hang out at his fraternity.” We disconnect, and I close my laptop. “Let’s go party,” I tell him, and he pulls me up.
***
Hannah hands me a hula hoop as “Loud Enough” by The Movement plays through the speakers, and I show her how to do some tricks while dancing. Of course we both have drank quite a bit, so I’m having trouble. We burst into a fit of giggles, and I turn to find Chance standing with a few of his brothers, watching me.
I hold his eyes as I rock my hips from side to side, putting my arm above my head and swaying to the beat of the music. He comes toward me, pulls me into his arms, and then we start moving together.
Chance grabs my face, kissing me as our bodies grind together in a hypnotic dance.
“Get a room,” someone in the distance shouts. Chance pulls back as we both laugh. Of course we’re not the only ones making out, but they love giving him shit.
A blonde walks up to us, and I don’t miss the way Chance’s body stiffens. Great, this must be one of his old groupies.
“Hey, sexy. I’ve missed you.” She tries to throw her arms around him, but I get in between them. “Who the fuck are you?” the blonde sneers at me.
“Margot, I’ve told you about a million times that Laken is my girlfriend.” Chance grabs my hand and pulls me away.
“Chance is terrible in bed and has a tiny dick,” Margot shouts, and by now I’ve had it. I pull away from him and stomp over to her. “Oh what are you going to do, short stuff?”
“Ha ha, real original. You know if he was so terrible in bed, which is fucking hilarious because he is the complete opposite of terrible, and obviously you felt the same way; otherwise, you wouldn’t be coming up to him right in front of me, obviously wanting him.”
Chance wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me back. “It’s not worth it babe. Just let her be miserable on her own.”
We’re halfway across the dance floor when I shout, “By