Evening the Score by Jaqueline Snowe

Author:Jaqueline Snowe [Snowe, Jaqueline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2019-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Fiona

I woke up too warm. My body was on fire and I was stuck. I pushed and a groan had me sitting up. Last night came back in blurs. Bar. Justin. Seth. Gideon. Breakdown. A tall glass of water stood on the nightstand and I chugged it. Regret and shame filled me, the familiar sense of dread pulling me under. My clock read seven on the dot—no chance to sleep through this massive headache. My throat dried up when I thought about what I’d done, what I’d said.

“Morning,” Gideon grumbled and I didn’t have a choice. I had to face him. I squeezed my eyes shut, but he ran his fingers gently over my neck. “How are you feeling?”

“Humiliated. Not wanting to look at you.”

“Tough shit.” He shuffled and twisted me around. His sleepy grin was a hell of a sight. I couldn’t recall the last time I’d woken up with a guy. I always left and they never stayed with me. “You look better. Sleep well?”

“I tend to sleep off hangovers.” I swallowed down the ball in my throat, but it didn’t help the pain. I didn’t know where to begin the conversation. It was probably best if I moved across the country and never spoke to him again.

“Lucky you. I don’t often drink, but when I do, it takes me two days to recover. I’m not even that old.”

I attempted to smile, but it came out too forced. I might be stubborn, but I knew when I’d fucked up. I had more fuckups than most and my tongue felt like sandpaper. “Words aren’t enough, but I’ll try. I’m sorry for what you saw, what I did. You didn’t deserve any of that.”

“You should have called me.”

I froze. Why? Why would I call him, my fuckbuddy? My co-coach? “Uh, no offense, but why?”

He groaned and pushed himself up onto his elbows. Our bodies didn’t touch, but my bed had never felt smaller. “You’re not the only person who’s been through some shit.”

I stared at him. What did I really know about him? I knew he had a sister, a niece and he played baseball. I knew he’d gotten injured, been forced to coach with a loser like me and that he liked nice cars and fucking.

He was also stubborn, frustrating, annoying, mean and controlling.

But he was also patient and kind, especially when he promised to apologize to the team. My chest felt like a fist was squeezing it and I picked at the edge of my shirt. It had a loose string on the end and I pulled on it. Gideon shifted again and lowered his voice. “My parents died in a terrible car accident on the way to pick Cheryl and me up from a party back when I was barely in the minors. We were drunk and didn’t have money for a cab. We, uh, didn’t realize my dad was stressed at work and wasn’t sleeping. Or that my mom had had a glass of wine herself.

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