Coach's Daughter by Jessa Kane

Author:Jessa Kane [Kane, Jessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Eric

“Angel.” I kiss her bare shoulder, my heart squeezing at the adorable frown she makes into the pillow. “Greta, I have an early practice.” I move closer and lick the tip of my tongue down her spine. “Come with me. I don’t want to be away from you.”

“Come with you?” she mumbles, waking up enough to look at me from the corner of her eye. “Wouldn’t it be weird with my father coaching you?”

“He’ll have to get used to seeing us together.” I gather up her hair in a fist so I can kiss the back of her neck. “Especially since I’m bringing you on the road this season. Every season.”

Greta pushes up onto one elbow, fully alert now, and I see her start to panic. Maybe I’m pushing too hard too soon, but I can’t bring myself to take the words back. No. This girl owns me. She stole the heart clean out of my chest last night—no, even before that—and I will have her for my wife. I’ll have her for my everything. Right now, I would love more than anything to press her face down into the sheets and fill her full of cock while explaining very precisely into her ear that she’ll be walking down an aisle immediately. That she’ll be bearing my children.

And I would.

I would explain that she’s going to be a lifelong obsession and there is nothing she can do to stop it, but I’m held back by my lie.

I hate that I lied to her.

That I told her I would sign the contract with LA, allowing her to choose me of her own free will. If Greta knew I left myself a contingency plan in the event she doesn’t choose me, not only would she be pissed, it would hurt her feelings. And I would rather jump from the rafters of the arena than put tears in her eyes. My God, just picturing a crying Greta makes me feel like there’s a bag of wet cement sitting on my chest. I don’t deserve to make demands on her after what I did, but this obsession…it fucking burns. It burns my common sense and decency to ashes.

There is a voice in the back of my head telling me to make the situation right before Greta finds out. To ask for a quick look at the contract and fix the signature. But Rick probably has that contract under lock and key. I can’t risk him finding out what I did and telling Greta after the fact. After he has my corrected signature on the dotted line. Then I would have no recourse. No leverage.

I just have to hope like hell she chooses to stay with me. Forever.

Just have to hope no one is ever the wiser.

“I’m sorry, you think you’re taking me on the road?” She flops over onto her back and I’m momentarily hypnotized by the bounce of her tits. “What about my classes? I can’t just drop out of school.”

“Tutors.” I

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