Hook Up (A Bad Boy Sports Romance)
“There was no rhyme or reason as to why. I couldn’t say when or how I made the decision to come see her. I’d allowed myself a good long sleep to get over my hangover. When I woke up and didn’t see her reply to my text, I gave her a call, which went through to voicemail. Fall camp wasn’t starting until eleven tomorrow, so I took a shower, got dressed and jumped in my car.
Then I ended up here.
She didn’t have to tell me how sketchy the neighborhood was over the phone. I saw it as I was dr...iving through here. This was not safe for a woman to walk at night. Or a man. It wasn’t my place to tell her something like that, so I kept it to myself. Now she was standing in front of me with her arms folded and her head cocked to one side, confused but not angry. Even in this white fitted button-down shirt and knee-length black skirt she’d picked out for her job interview, it all hugged her body in all the right places. My eyes gazed down her shapely legs, already picturing them wrapped around my hips.MoreLess
Then I ended up here.
She didn’t have to tell me how sketchy the neighborhood was over the phone. I saw it as I was dr...iving through here. This was not safe for a woman to walk at night. Or a man. It wasn’t my place to tell her something like that, so I kept it to myself. Now she was standing in front of me with her arms folded and her head cocked to one side, confused but not angry. Even in this white fitted button-down shirt and knee-length black skirt she’d picked out for her job interview, it all hugged her body in all the right places. My eyes gazed down her shapely legs, already picturing them wrapped around my hips.MoreLess
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