DERRICK POV
We waited.
Dalton and I stood like statues next to the locker room door, shoulders squared, jaws tight, pretending like we weren’t dying inside. Pretending like we weren’t counting the seconds until the last i***t stumbled out with his gym bag, towel slung around his neck, stinking of sweat and testosterone.
Like we weren’t both seconds away from snapping necks just to be alone with her.
Kai had told us to wait. That she’d stall. That everyone would clear out before we went in.
She kept her word.
The moment the door creaked shut behind the last oblivious bastard, I exhaled slow and sharp. The air was thick with her scent.
Dalton peeled his shirt off, dropping it to the bench with a growl. “Finally.”
I followed, tugging off my own tank, trying to distract myself with th
