Excerpt from Wish For It
Allison didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. She’d never been so free with a man in bed. So trusting. It was both terrifying and exhilarating. Allison knew he could sense something. Not that he knew exactly what was going on with her, but he pulled back every time he cornered her, every time she tensed, and damn if that didn’t make her trust him.
Cole held her against his chest until her breathing slowed and her body sagged into his. She knew she should slide off, but she couldn’t bring herself to leave his warmth. To leave him.
But she had to because he wasn’t sticking around. And she didn’t want him to.
“Well, that was a good way to start my day,” Allison joked, rolling off him.
He sat on the side of her bed and tugged her back between his legs. “It was, but you don’t have to brush it off.”
Allison ran her hands through his hair and rested her head on top of his. “It’s not like this was the beginning of anything. Even if you end up here, I’m not stable. I don’t mean mentally, just that I’m gone all the time. I fly five days a week most weeks. If you’re here, you’re gone just as much. Let’s not try to make this something more than it is, Cole.”
“I’m not trying, Allison. I just don’t want you to pull back from me. I told you I don’t do relationships. I meant it. I’m not asking you for that. But when I move here, I’d like the chance to see you.”
“You’re moving here?”
He nodded. “That’s what this whole weekend was about. Negotiating my new contract. Clarence and I spent most of the day yesterday with the team. I have a week and I’ll be back here next weekend. To play.”
“Congratulations,” Allison said, meaning it. She was happy for him. That he’d gotten what he was after. Allison knew next to nothing about baseball, but if he was sought after by the Dugouts, he was good. And he deserved a good shot at a career.
“Thanks. What about the rest of it?”
The rest of it. Seeing him again. The beginning of a relationship?
Allison had never been in a relationship. She intentionally chose men who wouldn’t get attached. Who she wouldn’t want to get attached to. She kept everyone at arm’s length, even her own sister. She’d rarely slept with a man more than once. Did she really have it in her to agree to… something?
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