Gaining Gibbs (Marco's MMA Boys #4)

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Authors: S. M. Donaldson
on the bed beside her, I ask, “Firecracker, how did you get here? If you tell me you drove, I’m going to spank your ass.”
    “As much as I’d like for you to spank my ass, I took a cab after my sister dropped me off at home,” she mumbles.
    “Good girl.”
    “Don’t talk to me like I’m a dog. He always did that.”
    “Who?”
    “Brett.” I hate the mention of that guy’s name. “You know Tampa Bay signed him, right? He’s going to be in my backyard playing fucking baseball.”
    “Okay, I promise not to say that again. But you know Tampa Bay isn’t really your backyard, babe. Besides, I doubt he has the balls to come here.” I love lying here talking to her in the dark. Although I would rather be talking about something different.
    She sighs, “Maybe you’re right.” She rolls on her side, facing me. “Can we have sex now?”
    “No, you’re drunk. Do you have to work tomorrow?”
    “Nope. I gotta go by the college to drop off my very last paper,” she snaps. “Then I finish school in a month, take my state boards and I’m a full-fledged pharmacist.” She giggles. “I deal drugs legally.”
    I shake my head, laughing at drunk Jade. I roll to face her now. “I’ll tell you what. You wake up sober in the morning and still want me, you’ve got me. Deal?”
    She kisses me softly. “Deal.” She touches my shoulder. “But Clay, the problem has never been me not wanting you. Just thought you should know.”
    Rolling onto my back, I know as soon as she passes out, I’ll be taking a fucking cold ass shower since jacking off obviously didn’t work for long.
    As my alarm starts blaring, I roll over and feel for Jade but she’s not there. Her side of the bed is cold, so I know she’s been gone a while.
    I shut my alarm off, cussing the little angel on my shoulder who kept me from taking her up on her offer last night. Going to the bathroom, I take a piss and see a note taped to the mirror.
    Clay,
    Sorry I showed up like I did last night. I was really drunk. That’s not really an excuse, but thanks for letting me sleep it off.
    Jade
    Fuck! That girl confuses me more than fucking trigonometry.

 
    CHAPTER 8

    JADE
    Waking up naked in Clay’s bed isn’t exactly what I had planned last night. I’m pretty sure we didn’t have sex, judging by the fact that I don’t feel sore in all of the delicious places, which I normally would be after an encounter with Clay.
    I hated sneaking out on him like some two dollar whore, but I couldn’t face him. I don’t know what all exactly I said to him last night but I’m pretty sure I’d be embarrassed.
    The worst part is I’m so conflicted. Part of me wishes we would have had sex last night. The rest of me knows that would be a huge fucking catastrophe.
    Sex…I haven’t had sex with anyone other than B.O.B. in so damn long. I long to feel someone’s touch, the caress of their hands on my body. I miss the intimacy that goes with sex.
    I hear my ringtone for my sister. Grabbing my phone from my bag, I swipe the screen to answer. “Hey, sister.”
    “Hey,” she says, sounding out of breath.
    “Are you okay? You sound winded.”
    “Yeah, I’m fine. Krista just decided to run through the house naked. I chased her for like a second, but now I’m wiped out. She can just run around nude until her daddy gets home. This pregnancy crap sucks.”
    I have to laugh at my sister’s words. This isn’t what she was like when she was pregnant with Krista. “I think you’re just tired. You drove my drunk ass home last night. I’m finished here at school, just turned in my last paper. Why don’t I come get her and you can get some rest?” I feel like I owe my sister a lot. She practically helped Mom raise me and she was there when I needed her the most.
    “That’s not what I was calling for, but that sounds great.” She chuckles.
    Unlocking her car, I smile. “So what did you call me for?” I say, sitting down in the seat. I’m so glad she was able to

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