Tori Lynn was sitting cross legged in the middle of Neal's giant bed. She was currently cheering on her Cats who were playing the UNC Tar Heels. She had pulled on James’ t-shirt while they had called in an order for Chinese food. Neal was currently dealing with said Chinese order. He had used his new found power of veto to keep the delivery boy from seeing her in just his white V-neck. She guessed the delivery boy was still getting an eye full. Totally a double standard that he can answer the door in his underwear. Then again she wasn't wearing her underwear. Where were her underwear? She was pretty sure her bra was in the hall. But her panties? Maybe near his dresser? She would have to track it all down before she left.


"Babe" called James "Cherry coke or…?"


"Cherry coke and Gatorade…and maybe a bottle of water!" yelled Tori Lynn. She heard James give a proud little laugh. He made his way into the room carrying the bag of take out and juggling her drinks. Tori Lynn started to move to help but he shook his head. Neal deposited all the drinks on the bed. Tori Lynn transferred them to the night stand near her silenced phone. Neal joined her crossed legged on the bed. Nixon whined from the floor. Tori Lynn looked at Nix then at Neal.


"No," said Neal "Nixon stays in his bed. I have you for 24 hours before you have to leave for 15 days." Tori Lynn tossed a piece of James' sweet and sour chicken to the dog. "Hey!" said James pulling the white carton out of reach "Give him your stuff."


"Can't, mine has sauce and garlic and stuff that can make him super sick. Yours is just fried chicken, well at least until you dunk it in that neon sugar goo." said Tori Lynn opening the carton of LoMein "You can't feed him garlic, onions, or mushrooms. It can hurt him." James leaned over and kissed her and nodded. "Maybe I should take him with me on tour." said Tori Lynn glancing at the pit begging on the floor.


"You are not stealing my dog." laughed Neal "No matter how cute both of your pouty faces are. He'll keep me company. Moreover, he'll keep Addi company when we’re all on the road. He will be fine." replied Neal "Go lay down, Nixon." said James pointing at his bed. Nixon gave him a pitiful look before complying.


"You're mean, James Neal!" said Tori Lynn pouting "He just wants to snuggle." Neal scooted closer to Tori Lynn until their knees were touching. Tori Lynn just looked at him. He nudged her. "Nope! Mean!" said Tori Lynn ignoring him and watching the game.


"You going to ignore me until you leave for tour?" he asked.


"Maybe." she said struggling not to smile at him. James sat beside her and continued to pout. Until he broke out laughing at her bouncing over a UK three point shot. "This is gonna be our year."


"Want to bet on it?" he asked slyly.


"Name your terms, Neal." she replied confident in her Cats.


"If UK doesn't take the national title you have to come home with me for the summer." he said stuffing neon orange chicken in his mouth. Tori Lynn just stared at him. "Well not just home we'll go somewhere warm, then home for Canada day, and when I am with Roberts you can hang out at the lake."


"James, I can't just take off for the summer. I have an album to record, we could possibly be on tour, and I have a job with Fisher." explained Tori Lynn.


"According to your FGL boys you can write and record an album anywhere. Even, Canada. We'll drag all your instruments up there. If you’re on tour I guess I tag along or Nix and I will wait patiently in Whitby until you come home. We both know that Fisher won't have much for you to do in the off season. You'd basically be hanging out with Carrie. There’s room for Colby, Addi, and anyone else you want to drag up there." replied Neal.


"And what if they win?" asked Tori Lynn.


"We'll take a vacation, then I will stay in Nashville until Roberts time. Then I will be back down for training camp. Oh, and you have to learn to golf so I’m not alone here."


"How is that me winning?" questioned Tori Lynn "I'm being forced to golf."


"Babe, golf is awesome." said Neal "You'll love it."


"I agree to your terms. Minus golf, but I will drive the cart and might play caddie for you."


"Do I get to pick the caddy outfit?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows at her.


"No, since it's my victory, I get to pick your golf clothes. I'm sure I can con your friend Stamkos into helping me round up some great golf gear."


"You are not allowed to play with Stammer!" he tapping her on the nose "You and Stamkos are on the forever vetoed list. I can only imagine the havoc you two can cause. But if I win you'll get to hang out with him at the lake."


"Damn, now I have to figure out want I want more." she said smiling at him.


"What the hell does that mean?" asked Neal.


"Do I want to see my boys get a 9th national title or see Steven Stamkos in swim trunks?" teased Tori Lynn. Tori Lynn started laughing at James dumbfounded expression "Never bet against my Cats." James made a harrumphing sound. Tori Lynn leaned over and kissed his pouting mouth "No worries Neal, I have a thing for dorky dark haired boys with glasses. What would I do with a blonde demi god?"


James seized the containers of the Chinese food and placed them on the nightstand. He pulled the can of cherry coke from her hand and it joined their food. Tori Lynn protested. Neal just shook his head at her. "The Cats are on!" she protested again.


"Well that's your own fault for starting shit." he said grabbing both of her wrists.


"Me?" said Tori Lynn as James pushed her back into the mattress. James was now straddling her torso. Her wrists were still restrained. James leaned in close enough to kiss her but didn't. Instead he leaned in close to her ear.

"How many times have I told you not to talk about other guys in my bed?" he growled in her ear.


"You started it." She sassed. James settled himself between the v of her legs. He arranged himself so he didn't crush his little brat.

"How did I start it?" he asked nipping at her ear.


"You were talking about Scary Gary." she replied shivering. James ran his lips down her jaw.


"I can promise you I have never had a sexual thought about Gary Roberts." responded Neal.


"That makes one of us." she answered. James mouth covered hers in a bruising kiss. He released her hands but told her not to move them. His mouth found hers again and her arms moved. James broke the kiss and put her arms back above her head. James laughed when her legs closed around his hips.


"Brat," he said "I am in charge here." She rocked her hips up against his. He groaned at her heat grinding against his boxer briefs. Her body made contact with his cock. James realized that his cock was also under the impression she was in charge. It seemed to get harder with every undulation of her body. She had kept her arms in place, but it didn't seem that she needed her hands to drive him crazy "I am totally in charge."


"It's cute that you think that, Nealer." she teased. She used her hands to push him on to the mattress. She knew damn well if he didn't want to move Neal wouldn't have. She moved to straddle his abdomen. She leaned down and kissed his mouth. "Doesn't look like you are in charge Neal." She moved and pressed a kiss to his stubbled jaw. His hands came up and tangled in her hair. He pulled the ponytail holder out and released her waves. He used her hair to pull her back to his mouth. Tori Lynn's tongue darted out against the seam of his mouth before dueling with his. She pulled free from his mouth "Damn it, now it's gonna be all tangled." She said pushing her hair off her shoulders. Neal levered into a sitting position with Tori Lynn still straddling him.


"I'll brush it later." said Neal running his hands through the unruly mess of locks. His mouth settled on hers again. He wasn't sure who was in charge. In fact he wasn't sure if he even cared. Tori Lynn nipped at his bottom lip. James smiled at her. She started pushing against his chest.


James laid back from his sitting position, letting her do her thing. She kissed her way down his jaw. Dropping kisses on his neck. Her tongue slid against collar bone. James sucked in a breath. It drove him crazy when she kissed him there. Tori Lynn slid lower down his body. Her tongue darted into his belly button before moving lower. James grabbed a few pillows and propped himself up so he could watch her. Tori Lynn's pale eyes met his. How the hell was he going to let her get on a bus? Tori Lynn placed gentle open mouthed kisses between the top of his obliques to the band of his briefs. She hooked her hands in his waist band and pulled. James canted his hips. Tori Lynn giggled.


"Babe, I think we’ve talked about giggling when you are near my cock." admonished James. Tori Lynn ignored him and stroked a finger down his v cut. She smiled at him and kissed him even lower. Tori Lynn placed a small kiss on the head of his dick.


"There, maybe that will help his feelings." teased Tori Lynn before stroking him to his full length. James made some kind of intelligible sound as her mouth covered his cock.


Her mouth gripped him in a gentle suction, sliding up and down smoothly, while her right hand did a little twisting stroke every few head bobs. She was humming and the vibrations of her vocalization merely stoked James' fires even more.


James would occasionally tip his head up, to watch her. He wasn't sure which was hotter, watching her eyes looking back at him while she gave him such pleasure, or when she didn't know he was watching, and was just enjoying herself. Either way, she was giving him the sucking of a lifetime, teasing him higher and higher, ever closer to orgasm. She had a way of holding him at a plateau, until the sensation was almost ticklish, before escalating her actions.


"Fuck Babe," he groaned, feeling himself nearing the boiling point, "that feels unbelievable. You're going to make me lose it, if you keep it up." James hand threaded through her chestnut tresses. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hold her still or urge her on. "Tori Lynn" he called out. His hands were still tangled in her hair as she kissed first one hip bone then the other. She crawled up the length of his body and stretched out against his prone body.


Tori Lynn grabbed the blanket and flipped it up over Neal and herself. Tori Lynn looked at James and just smiled at him.


"Fine," murmured James "You are totally in charge." James stroked his hand over her hip and settled her closer against him "But as soon as I can reasonably think and move, I'm going to show you who’s in charge."


"Okay babe," said Tori Lynn smirking at him "But until then I'm gonna watch my Cats decimate UNC." James was in stunned to silence when she stretched out across his abs and started watching the UK game. James swatted her ass. He was going to miss her.


"I fucking love you." said James. Tori Lynn stared at him for a minute blinking. James had told her he loved her many times before. But in that candid moment she knew he meant it.

"I fucking love you too, Jamie." Tori Lynn laid snuggled up to Neal and watched UK defeat UNC. She knew 2 things. One, James Neal truly did love her. Two, Chase Rice would be wearing UK blue very soon.

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