Draw Play by Jami Davenport

Author:Jami Davenport [Davenport, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cedrona Enterprises
Published: 2020-06-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13—Blindsided

Bruiser pedaled the stationary bike faster and faster with the resistance set on high, hoping fatigue would wipe out visions of a naked Mac tied to her bed, legs splayed open and vulnerable. Sweat ran down his face, and he swiped it out of his eyes, pushing his damp hair off his forehead. His chest and back were drenched through his T-shirt. His leg muscles cramped, begging for relief, but he pushed harder, relishing the cleansing pain, embracing it, waiting for exhaustion to replace thoughts of one sexy little groundskeeper.

Instead, images of Mac played through his mind like the lines of a favorite song he couldn’t shake. It’d been a week since he’d first slept with her—not that he’d slept exactly. Once they’d finished the second round, he’d stolen out of the house while Mac snoozed in a pile of rumpled sheets. At least he’d cut the zip ties first. The last thing he wanted was for her father to find her that way. He almost laughed at the thought. As obsessed as the old man was, he wouldn’t bat an eye, if he even noticed. Tragic in a way, but true.

Only that second night, the one that should have been his limit, hadn’t been enough, and for the last week, Bruiser found himself standing on her doorstep late at night. They fucked each other’s brains out until the early-morning light, then he dragged himself home for a few hours of sleep, as if not waking up with her in the morning would keep his emotions out of it. To make things worse, he hadn’t dealt with Brett either. The entire situation made him feel like a selfish shit, yet he couldn’t stay away.

So here he was on a Friday night catching up on the workouts he’d neglected, even though he suspected wild sex with Mac qualified as an adequate replacement.

Bruiser got off the bike, steadied himself on numb legs, and headed for the showers. A desolate weekend stretched out in front of him. Mac promised her father she’d go on an excursion to Oregon to chase down yet another lead, which left him at loose ends.

He could hunt down Trudy, do some sleuthing, or party with some of the guys.

After toweling off, he dressed in front of his locker and pulled on his shoes. He looked up as a shadow crossed in front of him. “Hey, Brett, my man, what’s up?”

“How about a drink?” Brett studied him oddly, and a twinge of guilt shot through Bruiser. Had Brett figured out his best buddy had been banging Brett’s love interest all week?

“Sure, meet you at O’Malley’s.” He’d been dreading this moment, but now was the time to come clean.

A few minutes later, they were in a booth at O’Malley’s.

“No hot date?” Brett asked him.

“I’m flying solo tonight.” Bruiser tilted the beer to his mouth and drained half the bottle, generating a little liquid courage.

Brett squinted at him as if trying to see him in a different light. “I haven’t heard about you with any woman for a quite a while now.

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