Fight to the Finish by Jeanette Murray

Author:Jeanette Murray
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-02-10T16:48:53+00:00

CHAPTER

13

“I’ll bring Simpson some food during lunch, since he’s taking the shift here between practices.” Greg nodded at the youngest of the team, who had changed into street clothes and was now settling against the folded-in bleachers with a tablet to watch a movie. “Probably get something for myself, too, and just eat here with him. Reagan’s got a meeting so she’s not available for me to bug.”

“You’re getting fast food, aren’t you?” When Greg scowled, Brad shook his head. “Nasty. Your body—”

“Is a temple. I know, Grandpa.” Greg clapped Graham on the shoulder. “How are we friends with this guy?”

“He’s got the hot trainer hookup.”

“Ah, right,” Greg mused as Marianne exited the training room and waved to Brad. He followed without another word for them. “He’s toast. If they’re not married in a year, I’ll eat my boots.”

“I doubt it happens that fast.” Graham watched as the two interns followed Marianne out. The young blonde paused, looking back toward the gym and the solo Simpson sitting there, then kept walking.

Were they being too obvious with guard duty? If people started noticing the guys hanging around the gym for a purpose, it could backfire.

“I’m heading home. I could use a nap.”

Greg wiggled his eyebrows in a crude gesture. “Yeah? Late night?”

“Yeah. I got my ass handed to me. Twice.”

That had his friend’s brows lifting in surprise. “What?”

“Oh, yeah. Rough all around. He really let me have it on that second round of Minecraft. That kid knows how to build.”

Greg rolled his eyes and bumped against him. “You suck. Fine. I’ll ask. How are things with Kara?”

Though he knew his friend would never spread rumors or gossip, he decided to keep Kara’s troubles to himself. If she wanted others to know about her issues with her ex, she would tell them. Maybe already had. “Good. Moving slow.” Probably should have moved slower, but that was over and done now.

“Slow is good when you’ve got a kid to consider. Great kid, though.”

“You’re not kidding.” They parted ways in the parking lot. “See you at two.”

Greg waved, and Graham drove the fifteen minutes home through the back gate. When he turned down his street, he squinted. There was another car parked in his driveway.

As he pulled closer, he realized whose it was, and he grinned. Kara had come to visit.

She got out of her car as he pulled into his garage. She wore skintight pants that capped at her ankle and a racer-back tank, showing off her svelte body to perfection. Her feet were in running shoes and her hair, in a high, messy bun. A few strands of hair were stuck to her temple, as if she’d been sweating earlier, and it had dried that way.

“Hey, you.” He opened his arms and she walked right into them, as if it were an everyday occurrence to meet for lunch at home. The idea appealed. “What brings you to my neck of the woods at this time of day?”

“I had time, and a little birdie told me you did, too.

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