Courting Carlyn by Melissa Chambers

Author:Melissa Chambers [Chambers, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: YA romance, YA, crush, teen romance, Tennis, sport, sports, sports romance, Sweet, lake, camp, countryside, in love, young, Contemporary, contemporary romance, coworkers, opporsites attract, redemption, ugly duckling, Boss/Employee, teen, Entangled
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-08-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Carlyn

It’s time for our Sunday morning training-torture, so I wait for Vaughn a minute in front of his cabin. He was so sweet last night on the couch. I was dying to snuggle with him, but holding his big hand was almost as good. I’ve never sat and held hands with a boy like that before. It was more special than any kiss I’ve ever had…well, except for Vaughn’s kisses, I guess.

Jeffrey appears in the opening of the tree line. “Come on, Carlyn. I told him to sleep in,” he shouts.

“Oh,” I say, and pick up my step, jogging to the courts. I guess I should relish coaching time alone with Jeffrey. I just really was looking forward to seeing Vaughn. That’s fine, though. I need the one-on-one time with him.

When I get to the court, Jeffrey says, “How’s it going?” and not in a casual way.

By the look on his face, he’s not talking about the camp. “With Vaughn going pro?” I ask, and he nods.

I think about our talk last night about books. He’s clearly not as much of an advanced reader as I thought. Maybe he just likes middle grade books. There’s nothing wrong with that. They are awesome books, but I am starting to see that Jeffrey may have a very valid point. “I’m working on it. It’s hard, though. I don’t want to be too obvious.”

“That’s okay. Just keep working on it. That’s all I ask.”

“Okay.”

He nods at my arm. “Let me see your right arm.”

I hold it out to the side, palm up. He inspects my arm, twisting and turning it in a clinical doctor/patient sort of way. He eyes me, his expression deep with challenge. “I want to move you to a one-handed backhand.”

“Oh, no. I don’t think so. I’m way more comfortable with my two-handed backhand. I really like having the control.”

“Yeah, and half the reach. With your stagnancy on the court, you need all the help you can get.”

Stagnancy? He thinks I’m stagnant…like a slug. Lovely. “I just don’t think it’s the right time. We have less than two months till the tournament. What if I can’t make the switch by then?”

“Look, I’ve had a week to assess you, and I’ve put a lot of thought into this. Your speed on the court is not increasing. I’m not sure why, because you don’t appear to be lazy, but your feet don’t move as fast as your body seems to tell them to. Does that sound familiar?”

I get a chill, because it sounds eerily familiar. My feet have never moved as fast as I’ve wanted them to, and I’ve never understood why. I always thought it might be because I’m tall, but when I watch players like Venus Williams and Maria Sharapova hustle on the court, I reject that theory. “Actually, yes.”

He holds up a hand. “This isn’t me letting you off the hook there. I still want you to work on your speed, as much as you can. But I’ve

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