family safe.”
“Have you always been like that? Protective of your family and friends?”
His lips curled up into a small smile and I felt tingles vibrate through my body. “What can I say? It’s part of my southern charm.” Opening the door, he nodded to the inside. “Now that I know you’re not pissed at me, are we still on for Saturday night after the game?”
I nodded. “I said yes, didn’t I?”
“Yeah, but I know how women are; they never know what the hell they want.”
“And you do?” I countered. By the mischievous grin on his face, he wasn’t going to answer me. Men never knew what they wanted, either, and if they did, it was always something they couldn’t have.
“How about we go inside? I have an interview to get back to.”
“You mean, flirting to get back to. I think the journalist likes you. She’s basically sticking her tits in your face.”
I strolled inside, and behind me I heard him chuckle, but I didn’t turn around. When we got to the bar, his body brushed up against mine and he leaned down toward my ear. “That woman out there may want me, but she’s not what
I
want. I prefer something a little sweeter.” His warm breath fanned over my skin and I broke into chills, shivering. As he walked back to his table, he glanced at me over his shoulder and smiled. Beaming in return, I sat down at the bar and sighed. Was falling for him such a good idea? No, but it didn’t look like I had a choice.
Chapter 8
Summer
G AME NIGHT
The stadium was packed, with the bulk of people wearing the black and blue jerseys of the Carolina Cougars. We were facing off against Seattle and our team was ready. Kate sat in one of the chairs on the sideline, her face flushed. “Are you going to be okay?” I asked, kneeling down at her side.
“It’s just a little hot out here. I always watch Cooper play and I don’t want to miss a pass by being a pansy.” Shaking my head, I got back to my feet.
“Are you going to the party tonight?” Jaxon asked, coming to my side, his jersey bearing the number FIFTEEN . Kate snorted, but I didn’t think he heard it.
“I am,” I replied. “Are you?”
“Yep, which is why I wanted to see if you’d like to go with me.”
“I can’t. I already told Evan I’d be his date.” His grin diminished, while Kate choked on a laugh behind us.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you there. If you get bored of Townsend, make sure you find me.” He winked and scurried on his way.
“Is he always like that?” I asked Kate.
“Pretty much. He screwed around with Lindsey behind Evan’s back. They don’t exactly get along these days.” So that was why there had been so much tension between them.
“I had no clue,” I remarked. “Evan didn’t tell me.”
“He was pretty pissed about it, but he moved on. I think the betrayal of his teammate hurt him worse than her actually cheating. Lindsey is definitely in his past.”
“You sure about that? She looked like she wanted to kick my ass yesterday when I showed up to practice with him.”
Kate scoffed. “Please, that girl isn’t going to get anywhere near Evan. She used to look at me like that when I was dating Cooper. She can get the fuck over it. At least I knew he didn’t have feelings for her.”
The score was sixteen to twenty-seven, our lead, in the fourth quarter, with only thirty seconds left to go. Our guys were tired, but so was everyone else. We had one more play left, and shortly after Cooper was snapped the ball, he let it fly straight down the field to Evan. One of Seattle’s players barreled toward him but the ball was still in the air.
“Come on,” I mumbled to myself. “Catch it.” Evan’s arms lifted in the air and the ball sailed straight into his chest, his hands holding it tight. Screaming for joy, I jumped up and down.
“Run.”
Swerving left and right, he ran the ball twenty yards down the field and dove headfirst into the end zone. Touchdown. The crowd went wild and so did our
“Have you always been like that? Protective of your family and friends?”
His lips curled up into a small smile and I felt tingles vibrate through my body. “What can I say? It’s part of my southern charm.” Opening the door, he nodded to the inside. “Now that I know you’re not pissed at me, are we still on for Saturday night after the game?”
I nodded. “I said yes, didn’t I?”
“Yeah, but I know how women are; they never know what the hell they want.”
“And you do?” I countered. By the mischievous grin on his face, he wasn’t going to answer me. Men never knew what they wanted, either, and if they did, it was always something they couldn’t have.
“How about we go inside? I have an interview to get back to.”
“You mean, flirting to get back to. I think the journalist likes you. She’s basically sticking her tits in your face.”
I strolled inside, and behind me I heard him chuckle, but I didn’t turn around. When we got to the bar, his body brushed up against mine and he leaned down toward my ear. “That woman out there may want me, but she’s not what
I
want. I prefer something a little sweeter.” His warm breath fanned over my skin and I broke into chills, shivering. As he walked back to his table, he glanced at me over his shoulder and smiled. Beaming in return, I sat down at the bar and sighed. Was falling for him such a good idea? No, but it didn’t look like I had a choice.
Chapter 8
Summer
G AME NIGHT
The stadium was packed, with the bulk of people wearing the black and blue jerseys of the Carolina Cougars. We were facing off against Seattle and our team was ready. Kate sat in one of the chairs on the sideline, her face flushed. “Are you going to be okay?” I asked, kneeling down at her side.
“It’s just a little hot out here. I always watch Cooper play and I don’t want to miss a pass by being a pansy.” Shaking my head, I got back to my feet.
“Are you going to the party tonight?” Jaxon asked, coming to my side, his jersey bearing the number FIFTEEN . Kate snorted, but I didn’t think he heard it.
“I am,” I replied. “Are you?”
“Yep, which is why I wanted to see if you’d like to go with me.”
“I can’t. I already told Evan I’d be his date.” His grin diminished, while Kate choked on a laugh behind us.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you there. If you get bored of Townsend, make sure you find me.” He winked and scurried on his way.
“Is he always like that?” I asked Kate.
“Pretty much. He screwed around with Lindsey behind Evan’s back. They don’t exactly get along these days.” So that was why there had been so much tension between them.
“I had no clue,” I remarked. “Evan didn’t tell me.”
“He was pretty pissed about it, but he moved on. I think the betrayal of his teammate hurt him worse than her actually cheating. Lindsey is definitely in his past.”
“You sure about that? She looked like she wanted to kick my ass yesterday when I showed up to practice with him.”
Kate scoffed. “Please, that girl isn’t going to get anywhere near Evan. She used to look at me like that when I was dating Cooper. She can get the fuck over it. At least I knew he didn’t have feelings for her.”
The score was sixteen to twenty-seven, our lead, in the fourth quarter, with only thirty seconds left to go. Our guys were tired, but so was everyone else. We had one more play left, and shortly after Cooper was snapped the ball, he let it fly straight down the field to Evan. One of Seattle’s players barreled toward him but the ball was still in the air.
“Come on,” I mumbled to myself. “Catch it.” Evan’s arms lifted in the air and the ball sailed straight into his chest, his hands holding it tight. Screaming for joy, I jumped up and down.
“Run.”
Swerving left and right, he ran the ball twenty yards down the field and dove headfirst into the end zone. Touchdown. The crowd went wild and so did our
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