Team Niklas (The Saints Team #3)

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what people think, and you like me,” he finished with a
grin to make it all less serious.
    I smiled then bit my lip while I
studied him and thought about what he said; he read me pretty well, I had to
give him more credit for insight than I realized.
    “Agree I’ve drawn you pretty well?”
he asked.
    “Maybe,” I told him. “You on the
other hand… you’re a closed book. I know virtually nothing about you, your
family or friends or what you want or why you decided to come here to the
Saints.”
    He shrugged. “You’ll have to spend
some time with me then.”
    I wriggled to a more comfortable
position on his lap, where his erection wasn’t going to set my clit on fire.
    “Keep moving like that Sah-sha and
I’ll have to take matters into hand.”
    “Huh,” I scoffed. He wouldn’t
dare. “I still believe what I said to you before; if you want to survive
this season with the Saints’ you’d do best to avoid me.”
    He leaned forward to kiss me but
didn’t account for my own superfast reflexes; I got that bag of ice in between
us so fast he dropped back with a groan as the cold pressure touched his eye.
    “You’re killing me Sah-sha.”
    “I know, I’ve been saying that all
along.” I rolled my eyes.
     
    *****
     
    I had spent the last hour or so reading in bed,
trying to relax my mind for sleep. I put my book down, slid under the sheets
and turned off the bedside light.
    I couldn’t believe Adam would just
arrive like that—seeing him always set me back, dropping me in all the pain
again and I had to sort and re-file everything in my head. I sent Nik home
empty-handed, the gun in his pants loaded and with a black eye. Not a great
night for him, but hey, I didn’t invite him over and I didn’t want to celebrate
my divorce night shagging some other guy; that’s one memory I didn’t need.
    I had to stop thinking of Nik as a
potential new guy on the scene, I seriously wasn’t ready yet, I had other plans
and I didn’t need a relationship pulling me off course. It had taken a while,
but Adam was out of my system—sure I slipped every now and then, but I knew
what I needed and what the pain would be like if I relapsed into Adam’s arms.
There was no better deterrent than remembering that pain. Add to this I had a
great job, I had my design business, good friends, and my wonderful apartment—hell,
I was the poster girl for on track.
    Then my phone beeped. It was
nearly midnight. Who was texting at this hour? I reached for it and the room
lit with the soft glow of the screen. Nik! Really?
    NIK:
Can’t sleep, black eye. R U OK?
    ME:
Not playing Nik. Go find some nice safe girl. Over & out
    NIK:
Found girl, not interested in safe
    ME:
Girl worried for U & her
    NIK:
How bout our Friday date? One step @ a time
    ME:
I’ve got some friends I can set U up with
    Then there was nothing. Well, that
might have worked. Seriously, what was Nik’s game? I knew he had plenty of
girlfriends, so, was it just the challenge of getting one across the line that
turned him down? Men, they are so—my phone beeped again—persistent.
    NIK: Sasha, if U really don’t like
me, say so now & I’ll go away
    So there is an end point. A bloody
nose and a hit to the eye didn’t do it, but now if I said so Nik would go away.
Excellent.
    ME: Go away
    NIK: U didn’t say U didn’t like me
    ME: FUCK
    NIK: Now?
    ME: Goodnight, don’t be L8 for
media call 2morrow
    NIK: Yes Ma’am.
    I just put the phone down and
settled back in my sheets when it binged again. For the love of technology,
shut up already. I reached out and grabbed the phone. It wasn’t Nik this time,
it was ex-hubby, Adam.
    ADAM: U looked good 2night
    ME: Thanks U 2
    ADAM: Miss U
    ME: Only cause U saw me 2night
    ADAM: No. Often think of U
    ME: Not doing this
    ADAM: Can I come round?
    ME: No. U R single, go spread your
seed
    ADAM: Fuck U, Sash, same as always
    ME: U loved that once.
    There was another quiet break.
Maybe he was gone now too. I was on a roll tonight.

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