Meaning it as a joke, I say, “Wouldn’t be the first time you take a swing at me.” I instantly regret my words when a shadow settles over her features. Her lips begin to form the words, but I interrupt her, “Don’t apologize, Jade. It’s in the past.”
“Okay,” she murmurs. Then she darts forward and wraps her arms around my waist in a tight hug. “Another one down,” she teases as she pulls back, making me grin at her.
Jade’s eyes sweep over my body, then she asks, “I didn’t see you when I came in, but it looks like you’re done with your workout.”
“I just finished a cardio session,” I explain. “You in the mood to spar?”
Jade tilts her head at me, a smile tugging at her lips. “Do you seriously want to get on the floor with me?”
Get on the floor with me. Those are the only words registering right now as heat sweeps through my body, sending my blood rushing through my veins.
I’d be stone cold and dead not to admit that I find Jade attractive.
Okay, fine, more than attractive.
She’s every man’s wet dream.
The thought makes me scowl at the students around us to make sure no one is ogling her.
“Yeah.” I have to clear my throat when the word sounds like my voice is breaking all over again.
“Okay.” Jade gives me a don’t cry later look and grabs protective headgear.
I strap on a pair of gloves, and once I have my own headgear on, I move onto a mat. “Show me what you’ve got, Bean.”
A wide grin breaks over her face, and she jumps closer, tapping me on the shoulder with her glove.
I roll my eyes at her. “Come on, don’t hold back now.”
She takes a swipe at my feet, but I bounce backward, letting out a chuckle. “You’re going to have to do better than that.”
Like a lightning bolt, she darts forward, and before I know what hit me, my ass is on the floor, and Jade straddles me. She tries to push my arms down on the mat, and I almost fight back, but then I feel her on top of my cock, and I freeze.
It feels like someone took a defibrillator to my heart, shocking the damn thing into overdrive.
Jade wiggles happily on top of me, and yanking my arms from under her hands, I grab hold of her hips to keep her still. “You do not want to wiggle on top of me right now,” I warn her.
Jade stills, and her eyes widen. When my words register with her, she darts up so fast that my hands are still hanging in the air where her hips were a moment ago.
“Oh, God,” she gasps. She does a weird little dance, then rips the gloves and headgear off. “Ahh…” She does the same awkward two-step, then grabs her towel and water bottle and makes a run for the exit.
Finding her reaction hilarious, I laugh as I climb to my feet. I take off the gear and grabbing my towel and water, I set after her.
I only catch up to Jade when she’s in our building, waiting for the elevator to come down from the top floor.
Coming up behind her, I tease, “I have never seen someone move that fast before.”
Her head swings to me, and a red flush begins to spread up her neck. “It was an accident,” she mutters.
When the doors slide open, she darts into the elevator. I follow behind her and press the button for our floor.
“I’m pretty sure you deliberately dropped my ass to the floor, Jade,” I continue to tease her.
“Hunter,” she grumbles, glaring down at her feet. “I mean the part where I sat on you.”
The doors ping open as I chuckle, “And then wiggled your ass on me.”
“Oh, my god. Stop already,” she cries as she darts out of the elevator.
When we walk into the suite, I say, “Nope, I’m going to milk this moment for all it’s worth.”
Jade scowls at me, but before she can say something back, Jase asks, “Did we celebrate the peace between the two of you too soon?”
I grin at him, then say, “Not at all. I’m just giving Jade shit for grinding her ass on me.”
“Holy shit,” Jade breathes, her face lighting up redder than a ripe tomato.
Jase begins to laugh. “Too much info for me.”
I chuckle as she makes a run for her room, and I call out, “Only joking with you, Jade.”
“Joking, my ass,” Jase mutters. He gives me a knowing look then wags his eyebrows. “So, you and Jade? I never would’ve guessed that in a zillion years.”
“Huh?” I frown at him. “What the hell are you talking about?”
Giving me a satisfied grin, he says, “You’ll realize soon enough. Fuck,” he opens the front door, and as he leaves, he continues, “I’m going to enjoy this show.”
What show? What the fuck is Jase on about?
Shrugging, I go to shower so I won’t be late for class.
JADE
Falling face down on my bed, I cover my head with a pillow and scream.
What the hell just happened?
I toss the pillow to the side and turn onto my back. Staring up at the ceiling, I try to make sense of it all.
Hunter was just joking with you, Jade.
Then… why did it feel like he was flirting?
And I’m pretty sure I felt him turning hard beneath my butt. I grab another pillow and shove it over my face.
Oh. My. God. I felt Hunter’s cock.
I let out a burst of embarrassed laughter that sounds more like a shriek. Then I dart upright and tilt my head as a thought forms in my head.
Does that mean he’s attracted to me?
Or do guys get hard at the drop of a hat?
I have zero experience in that department, but knowing there’s one person I can ask, I reach across the bed and grab my phone from where it was charging. I bring up Miss Sebastian’s number and press dial.
“My god-baby,” she croons over the line. “To what do I owe this early call?”
“I just wanted to say hello,” I lie.
“Well… hello,” she says with a playful tone. “How are things at school?”
“Good.” I scrunch my nose and let out a huff. “Mamma G, can I ask you a private question?”
“Of course. What can I help with.” I hear something in the background, then Miss Sebastian snaps, “Not now, my chunk of hunk. I’m on the phone.”
I grin when I hear her husband ask, “Who are you talking to?”
“Jade. She needs advice. Now skedaddle your bedazzled ass out of the room. Us girls need our privacy.” A couple of seconds later, she says, “Talk to me, my god-baby.”
“Well… ahh… first promise you won’t tell my dad.” I widen my eyes as I wait for her reply.
“I promise unless you’re doing drugs, then all bets are off, and even I will tan your bedazzled behind with my diamond-studded belt.”
“No drugs,” I assure her quickly, then covering my eyes with my free hand, I ask, “Uhm… do guys get hard… ah… down there… for just any reason?” There’s no way I can use the word cock with Miss Sebastian. She’s my godmother for crying out loud.
“Say what now,” she asks, sounding dumbstruck. “Like a hard-on?”
“Uh-huh.” I pinch my eyes shut and pull an awkward face. “Sorry for asking you, but I was curious and have no one else to ask.”