I TOSS MY phone on the counter and it slides several feet, almost ending up on the floor. My own family betrays me by taking sides with Jordan. And I sound like a pussy. Watching Jordan's lips cover the bite marks on that apple where Lane's lips had been pissed me off. The juice running down Jordan's mouth turned me the hell on too.
I woke up and she was still sleeping. I thought about waking her and making good on my promise but decided she needed the rest. So I let her sleep and I behaved like a gentleman. I regret it now.
Jealousy is not an emotion I'm accustomed to. Hell, I know there is nothing going on between her and Lane but damn. I claimed those lips. They drive me crazy and if I'm going crazy over them I know other players have the same thoughts.
Lips for God's sake.
I pace around my living room for at least five minutes before settling down and flicking through channels on the TV. Two minutes later and I would have missed Mike Goodwyn's diatribe.
