Something So Irresistible Read Online Natasha Madison (Something So #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Something So Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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“Okay, perfect, we are done,” he finally says and I walk toward the changing room, turning right before I disappear.

“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll be out in ten.”

She nods at me, looking at the pictures on Charles’s camera

When I come out of the shower exactly fifteen minutes later, I walk to her office and see that she is on her computer doing something and I don’t have to ask her what because I get the email.

To: Best Team in the World

From: The best PR girl you’ll ever have

Subject: Major FAVOR also not a request

I have joined forces with Denise Horton who runs the pediatric oncology at Hudson Children’s Hospital in Brooklyn. We will be assisting her with the following.

Meet the players day is scheduled November 12. If you notice it is also a travel day. We will travel there later than scheduled. So please make appropriate changes.

We will be having a Christmas Wonderland Auction. This will take place on Saturday, December 2. It’s mandatory and it will be a black tie event. I will be sending another email in detail about this event.

Adopt a family. Each player is going to be adopting a family this year and a list will be given to each of you as suggestions. AGAIN, IT’S MANDATORY (I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU ALL MAKE. DON’T BE CHEAP ASSES).

Finally, since we are playing New Year’s Day in Buffalo I have rented out the ballroom at the hotel. The party finishes at 12:01. It’s also a dry party.

That’s it for now. See you guys next week.

GO, STINGERS, GO

“You really don’t mess around,” I say as I finish reading her email.

“It’s something that I feel strongly about, so I’m going to do anything I can.”

I don’t say anything. Instead, I just nod as she closes her laptop and packs it up. We walk out together; no one really paying any attention and no one is there. It’s a rest day. Once we get in the car, I do something I know I might regret. I go straight to my loft. “Where are we going?”

“Home. I’m going to cook for you,” I tell her, focusing on the road. “Did you have plans with Fabio back there?”

She turns her back to the door. “I did, actually. Is Shannon joining us?”

“Shannon is a friend.”

“You mean fuck buddy,” she counters and I turn to look at her. “Is that the wrong term?”

I shake my head, not willing to have this conversation.

“You eat salmon?” I ask her and she hums yes.

We don’t say anything else until I park and we walk up the industrial stairs to my fifth floor. The door is still the original big brass door. I unlock it and open the door for her to walk in and I hear her gasp.

“I love this.” She walks into my open floor plan loft.

I toss my keys on the wooden island in the corner that is the kitchen, opening the fridge, and taking the things out to prepare. “You can go and watch television if you want,” I tell her as I place things on the island and she walks around to the stool.

“No, I’m good here.” She sits down and then leans sideways. “You have a cat?” She gets off her stool and picks Stanley up. “Aren’t you the cutest cat ever?” she says as Stanley takes in all the attention.

She puts her down and walks into the kitchen and I see that she took off her shoes and she is now barefoot. Her toes are painted the same color as her nails. She turns on the water, washing her hands. And then she peels her sweater off, her tank top under rising a bit, and I’m completely aroused. I look down and I can’t even begin to hide it. I don’t even know if it’s possible to hide this. I’ve never been this hard before. I turn a bit sideways.

“Can you go and see if the cat has food? It’s around the couch down the little hall to the bathroom.”

“Sure.” She walks away, her ass swaying, and it makes it even fucking worse. The jeans are so restricted I’m afraid my cock is going to suffocate and have to be cut off for lack of oxygen.

“Get a hold of yourself. She doesn’t want you like that.” I shake my head and focus on the fish in front of me, my mind forcing me not to think of the white bra straps that peek out of her tank top, the fact that her jeans are so low, they barely have a zipper.

I place the salmon and veggies in the oven to bake. When I look up, I find her in the living room looking at the pictures I have around the room.

“So you do have teeth,” she jokes as she looks at the picture that I took last year when I won the cup. My beard was disgusting and I couldn’t wait to shave that shit off.


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