The Open Shot (The Hotshots Series Book 1)

Chapter Twelve

Yellow

I try to calm my racing heart.

Warrick stares down at me, his green eyes full of passion and something else. Something I've never seen before, memorized and felt—desire.

It's there, shimmering on the edges.

I want him too. So bad "Fuck it. Kiss me War."

His lips crash down on mine, and I tear my arms out of his grasp, my fingers moving to the back of his head. The silky strands slide through my fingers.

He moans against my mouth, hands gripping my sides, and I want him to bruise me, mark this moment in time. I open my mouth and feel his tongue slide against mine.

He wrapped me in his strong arms. He picked me up off my seat like I weighed no more than a feather and set me on top of him. I felt his hard length. Then he shifted his hands into my hair, threading his fingers through the strands as he slanted my head to plunder.

A groan rumbled in his chest, the vibration racing straight to my core.

I looped my arms around his shoulders, my fingers pressing into the firm muscles along his back. It was like caressing warm marble.

That masculine, fresh scent wrapped around me as I savored his taste. I whimpered as he sucked on my bottom lip, pulling it into his mouth.

I don't want to end this, but his phone rings. "Great fucking timing." he murmurs.

Before I was ready for the kiss to end, he growled and tore his mouth away.

We panted, breaths mingling and chests heaving, as we stared at each other.

His hands set in my waist, not letting me go. Mine were still locked behind his neck. I should be getting out of his car. He picked up his phone.

"It's mom. Stay right here Heart." he says before he takes the call.

"Hey mom, did something happen?" he asks. Can't hear what they are talking about.

His eyes are on mine, his hand stroking my side. "Ok, I'll be there in ten mom thanks to get her." he tells and ends the call.

"It's Rory, mom says she's still up crying wanting to go home. I have to get her." His eyes were softening there's a touch of disappointment in his voice.

"I– I need to go..." I have to let him go. I don't want to end this yet I have to. His daughter needs him.

His hands traveled up to my cheeks, she stroked my cheeks with his thumb. "I don't want you to go, Heart. But this is not done, we're not done. I want to know you Yellow. I fucking want you."

What is he saying? "What do you mean?" my voice is airy

"I want to know you Yellow, everything about you, everything, I have wanted you since the day you first went to our game."

He wants me? He wanted me since that day, the same day I wanted him too. "I'm not ready to enter another relationship War. I can't" I confessed. I want him too but I'm not ready.

I think he feels I'm freaking out cause I totally am. "Don't freak out baby, I'm going to take what you can give to me for now. Just give me a chance, Yellow. Cause for fucking weeks I don't know how to stop this attraction to you even I don't see you even you are always locked up inside your house, you are always in my thoughts. I can't hold back anymore Heart, I can't." His eyes were full of hope.