False Start: A Football, Second Chance Romance by Liz Lincoln

Author:Liz Lincoln
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 12

It was unseasonably warm for the first week of November, which worked out perfectly for the Baxter Foundation and Traumatic Brain Injury Institute’s benefit dinner. Natalie stood on the Milwaukee Art Museum’s patio, sipping a glass of Cabernet and enjoying the breeze off Lake Michigan. Though her bare left shoulder was a little chilly, she didn’t mind staying outside a few more minutes. She needed a moment alone before she could go back in and deal with Quinn.

Every time she looked at him, she wanted him more. She’d started thinking maybe it wouldn’t be such a horrible thing if they kissed again. Or even if they maybe hooked up once or twice. Just to clear the tension between them, so they could move on. Closure, or something.

Because she’d dated plenty since they broke up and she’d never had sex as good as she had with Quinn. And dammit, she deserved some good sex. It wasn’t like she was going to fall in love with him again.

Of course he’d given no indication he shared her feelings. Now that she was done shadowing Matt, she barely talked to Quinn. There’d been no more calls asking for help on a car.

She’d pathetically considered pretending she needed help with something that was wrong with her truck, but she couldn’t bring herself to deliberately harm the vehicle she’d worked so hard on. Plus, the whole reason he’d called that night was because she was better with the older cars. If she asked for help on a 1951 car, he’d see right through her ruse.

A strong gust lifted her loose hair, tossing it around her face. She shivered. Her amethyst-colored dress had a long sleeve on her right arm but was strapless on the left. She loved the way the asymmetrical style looked—flirty without being unprofessional—but it did leave her left side at the mercy of the elements.

She took the last sip of her wine and went inside to find a place to leave the empty glass. Once that was done, she wandered along the tables lining one side of the room, displaying silent-auction items. She didn’t need game tickets and signed merchandise wasn’t her thing. The romantic weekend for two at the Kohler resort and spa sounded amazing, but she’d leave that for someone who had a significant other to take.

A local spa had donated two massage sessions, so she had to bid on those. Her neck was in a perpetual state of rock-solidness. She found a few more items, gift certificates for restaurants, and a beautiful handmade earrings-and-necklace set made by one of the players’ wives that would be a perfect birthday present for Annie. She couldn’t afford to win all the items, but they were all such good prizes, it was likely she’d be outbid on all of them.

“Thank you,” the singer on the small stage set up by the windows said into his microphone. “I’m Oliver Fitz and we’re The Erasers. We’re going to take a break now, and we’d like everyone to make their way to their tables for dinner.

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