Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“How did I get so lucky?” she asked softly, staring up at me with starry eyes.
“That’s my question,” I answered, tracing her plump lips with the tip of one of my fingers. “I love that you came here, Finley. That you want to support me, but…”
“I’ll wear sunglasses and a ball cap with my hair tucked up in it. Trust me, Rhodes. Talia and I prepared for this.”
I frowned, frustrated that my woman was here to cheer me on, but no one could know she was here.
Finley sighed. “It’s just until after the season. I don’t want to make waves and cause anything that could mess you guys up. Not when you’re so close to making it to the championship game.”
I sighed and dragged her up so she was sprawled over my body, our mouths just centimeters apart. “I know, baby. I get it. And in case I didn’t make it clear, because I’m a jackass, I’m really happy you’re here and are going to be in the stands tomorrow. Wearing my number.” Then I kissed her, grabbing her ass and grinding my rapidly hardening cock into her pussy. “Just be prepared to be bent over and fucked from behind so I can see my brand on you when you come.”
After our awesome, conference-winning game and a few on-field interviews, I looked up into the stands, immediately spotting Talia and Finley jumping around and hugging each other. Brady walked up beside me, and we both laughed at the sight. Then the girls waved and blew us kisses right before we disappeared into the tunnel.
We hurried into the locker room with the rest of the team who were whooping and hollering because we’d just secured our spot in the big game.
“Thanks for watching my back,” Prentice said with a shit-eating grin as he gave me a big bear hug.
I started to say something back when our attention was drawn to someone stepping up onto a bench and shouting for everyone to shut it.
Oh shit.
It was Lennox.
I barely heard his congratulatory speech because I ran through possible scenarios in my mind. Almost all of them had negative outcomes. I needed to get to my phone and warn Finley. We were supposed to meet in the hotel lobby after the game and go to dinner. But if Lennox was with us…dammit.
It occurred to me that I could pull him aside before we left the stadium and finally tell him the truth, but I didn’t want to do it without talking to Finley first.
When he finished, I clapped along with everyone else, then hurried to undress and sent Finley a quick text before heading for the showers.
Brady fell into step beside me as I walked out of the showers and toward my locker. “I had no idea he’d decided to come,” he said, his voice pitched low so only I would hear him. “I called Talia, and she called Brie. She didn’t want him to miss the game, so she invited her friends, Avery and Emma, to come stay with her while he was gone. Then she basically kicked him out of the house.”
I grunted in acknowledgment before dropping the towel from around my waist and pulling on a pair of boxers. “Doesn’t matter why or how it happened. I have to figure out how to deal with this.” I grabbed my slacks and yanked them up my legs.
Brady ran his hands through his hair with a frustrated sigh. “The thing is…”
Something in his voice made me suspicious. I looked at him as I zipped and buttoned my pants. “Spit it out, Summers,” I growled, taking my dress shirt off the hanger and putting it on.
“Finley was with Talia when I called.”
Fucking hell.
I quickly knotted my tie, then shoved my arms into the sleeves of my suit coat. “Did she hear?” I asked through clenched teeth as I sat and put on my black socks and shoes.
“Yeah,” Brady sighed. “But that’s not…fuck.”
“What the fuck are you trying not to tell me, Brady?” I snapped as I shrugged on my winter coat, impatient to get out there and back to the hotel.
“Talia said that Finley mentioned taking care of things and took off.”
“She what?” I shouted.
Brady put his hands up in a gesture of surrender. “Don’t shoot the messenger. And to be very clear before you break my jaw, I didn’t know about Talia and Finley’s plans until we arrived last night.”
Okay. I’d find something else to punch.
“I’m going to grab a cab,” I told him.
“I’ll make sure Coach and the staff know.”
“Thanks.” I gave him a chin lift, then stalked out of the locker room.
When I arrived at the hotel, the team wasn’t there yet, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I wanted to have a chance to talk to Finley before everything went to hell and she did something without thinking it through first.