direct.”
Summer smiled. “Do you play video games?”
“I don’t look like I know how to play?” He raised an eyebrow.
“No, you have this subtle geek vibe going on and you have a lot of cool toys in your apartment, but I didn’t want to assume.”
“Well, you are correct. I can proudly say I’m third in the tournament we have going at the ranch. Seth’s football game is addictive.”
“I hate to give kudos to the competition, but I love the graphics on that game.” She handed him a headset. “You pick.”
“Let’s see.”
Summer watched as Bo continued to hit the cursor on the screen. After five minutes she started getting a little antsy. He settled on Street Dreams, a racing game, which was no surprise.
“Just because you know a pro racer doesn’t mean you have the advantage,” she huffed.
“OK, Waverly. You’re about to get schooled in the art of racing. I have to warn you, I can get pretty competitive. I ordered an arcade-style racing game to practice on so I could beat Tyler, the reigning champ on the game we have at the ranch. It’s the best five grand I ever spent.”
“I thought I was bad.” She shook her head. “Pick a name speed demon.”
Summer rolled her eyes when he typed in the user name Hot CFO 69.
He winked at her. “Let’s get this party started.”
“First.” She walked up to him and slid the tuxedo jacket off his arms. He smelled good; she detected a hint of sandalwood. It was earthy and intoxicating. “Let’s get you out of this.”
“You have a thing about things being in their proper place,” Bo mumbled as he flexed to get out of the jacket.
“Kind of.” She smiled. “I like things neat and in order. It drives my family crazy, but it helps me relax.”
“So.” Bo pulled on his bow tie until it unraveled. “This won’t mess with your concentration, will it?”
“I don’t care if you strip down naked and cover yourself with honey; my mind is a steel trap when it comes to winning.” She put on her headset and pressed play.
She got off to a good start and left Bo in the dust. She got into to it and was trash-talking him, then glanced over when she didn’t see his car in her rear view mirror. She looked on the right side of the screen to see Bo was still at the starting line.
“Hey, I can’t have decent bragging rights if you don’t get in the game.” She pouted.
Bo gave her a boyish smile. “I’m still thinking about the honey.”
* * *
Autumn didn’t expect that by the time she was free to flirt that Bo would be missing. She asked around and it was Tom that informed her that he’d gone off somewhere with Summer. That meant he was in her sister’s private game room. Of all the things to do with a hot man, getting him to play videos games should have been last on the list. Still, a leopard didn’t change its spots, and Summer was still the uber geek she’d been all her life. Autumn wanted to show her appreciation for Bo putting Dante in his place. He’d made several apologies after he’d sobered up. She didn’t think he was sincere, but he’d been put in his place in a very public arena. She informed him that one more misstep and she’d get their lawyers to dissolve that contract and look for another soccer star. He’d agreed that there would be no more funny business.
Autumn snagged a bottle of champagne and two flutes and climbed the steps, certain she was about to rescue Bo. She opened the door to find Summer and Bo playing one of their virtual dancing games. She could tell they were on level eight. They were both sweating, trying to keep up with the music, but more importantly they looked like they were having a good time. She put the bottle and glasses down on the table and joined them. So much for seduction tonight.
* * *
Bo couldn’t believe they’d played most of games in the NuWave catalog, including a heated dance off in Ballerina Battle. He knew she was surprised at his skills; he was
Summer smiled. “Do you play video games?”
“I don’t look like I know how to play?” He raised an eyebrow.
“No, you have this subtle geek vibe going on and you have a lot of cool toys in your apartment, but I didn’t want to assume.”
“Well, you are correct. I can proudly say I’m third in the tournament we have going at the ranch. Seth’s football game is addictive.”
“I hate to give kudos to the competition, but I love the graphics on that game.” She handed him a headset. “You pick.”
“Let’s see.”
Summer watched as Bo continued to hit the cursor on the screen. After five minutes she started getting a little antsy. He settled on Street Dreams, a racing game, which was no surprise.
“Just because you know a pro racer doesn’t mean you have the advantage,” she huffed.
“OK, Waverly. You’re about to get schooled in the art of racing. I have to warn you, I can get pretty competitive. I ordered an arcade-style racing game to practice on so I could beat Tyler, the reigning champ on the game we have at the ranch. It’s the best five grand I ever spent.”
“I thought I was bad.” She shook her head. “Pick a name speed demon.”
Summer rolled her eyes when he typed in the user name Hot CFO 69.
He winked at her. “Let’s get this party started.”
“First.” She walked up to him and slid the tuxedo jacket off his arms. He smelled good; she detected a hint of sandalwood. It was earthy and intoxicating. “Let’s get you out of this.”
“You have a thing about things being in their proper place,” Bo mumbled as he flexed to get out of the jacket.
“Kind of.” She smiled. “I like things neat and in order. It drives my family crazy, but it helps me relax.”
“So.” Bo pulled on his bow tie until it unraveled. “This won’t mess with your concentration, will it?”
“I don’t care if you strip down naked and cover yourself with honey; my mind is a steel trap when it comes to winning.” She put on her headset and pressed play.
She got off to a good start and left Bo in the dust. She got into to it and was trash-talking him, then glanced over when she didn’t see his car in her rear view mirror. She looked on the right side of the screen to see Bo was still at the starting line.
“Hey, I can’t have decent bragging rights if you don’t get in the game.” She pouted.
Bo gave her a boyish smile. “I’m still thinking about the honey.”
* * *
Autumn didn’t expect that by the time she was free to flirt that Bo would be missing. She asked around and it was Tom that informed her that he’d gone off somewhere with Summer. That meant he was in her sister’s private game room. Of all the things to do with a hot man, getting him to play videos games should have been last on the list. Still, a leopard didn’t change its spots, and Summer was still the uber geek she’d been all her life. Autumn wanted to show her appreciation for Bo putting Dante in his place. He’d made several apologies after he’d sobered up. She didn’t think he was sincere, but he’d been put in his place in a very public arena. She informed him that one more misstep and she’d get their lawyers to dissolve that contract and look for another soccer star. He’d agreed that there would be no more funny business.
Autumn snagged a bottle of champagne and two flutes and climbed the steps, certain she was about to rescue Bo. She opened the door to find Summer and Bo playing one of their virtual dancing games. She could tell they were on level eight. They were both sweating, trying to keep up with the music, but more importantly they looked like they were having a good time. She put the bottle and glasses down on the table and joined them. So much for seduction tonight.
* * *
Bo couldn’t believe they’d played most of games in the NuWave catalog, including a heated dance off in Ballerina Battle. He knew she was surprised at his skills; he was
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