Passing Through

Part Twenty One

"At least we aren't travelling this weekend," Peter added on. "It's nice waking up in your own bed."

Jax laughed then ruffled his hair, "and not having to put up with your snoring, I might ask Coop if I can change roomies."

Bo closed his eyes, they were right on all counts, he wasn't sure he'd ever want to wake up in bed alone again.

Climbing to his feet, he found his phone and messaged the woman he was thinking about.

Is it bad that Pilates pain makes me think of you?

He had barely got out of the studio when there was a reply.

The question is which is more painful? An hour with your instructor, or an hour with me?

Fuck, that wasn't the response he expected, even his text had been intentionally flirty. Now he had to sauna with his teammates and the hard on from hell.

Tennis. Usually it was a highlight of Natasha's week, but tonight she was distracted. Steph was badgering her for gossip, but all she could think about were the racy texts she'd received through the day, and not a single serve or volley. A recipe for disaster.

She lost every game.

In the bar afterwards, Steph sat opposite her smirking.

"So, nothing to say?"

Dropping her eyes, Natasha toyed with her glass, she'd been worried in the morning that Bo hadn't mentioned seeing her again, but by lunchtime in his repeated text replies, he'd described far too graphically how he wanted to taste her again. She melted at the memory of it.

"Not a lot."

Steph rolled her eyes, "you slept with him?"

Shrugging, she conceded, "I did spend the night."

"Good? I presume that's why you're so dreamy."

Natasha laughed, "not sure about that....but yep, it was worth it."

"Lucky we aren't playing tennis for money, we'd have lost a lot tonight."

She wasn't biting, instead Natasha ordered them some food, then turned to Steph, "so, you're going away with Ethan?"

Steph's kind of hot/cold boyfriend was taking her to the coast, a small hotel in a secluded spot.

"It's make or break, Tash. If he doesn't step up to the mark...then I might start chasing after a certain Porno."

Mentioning Jax's nickname in public caused a few heads to turn and the two of them chuckled.

"I hope it works out, you were so happy with him."

Steph nodded, as they sipped at their drinks, awaiting their food.

An hour later, Steph dropped her home and Natasha was glad of the relatively early night. Curled up in bed, the radio on quietly and her latest book open, she was starting to nod off when her phone bleeped.

So, did you win? Or were you too busy thinking about me?

Rolling her eyes, even though Bo wasn't there to see it, she thumbed a quick reply.