Forgiving the Football Player: A Bad Boy Sweet Romance (Not So Bad Boys Book 2) by Emma St. Clair

Author:Emma St. Clair [St. Clair, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Cilla’s silence on the drive to her parents’ house filled Pax with worry. While the hour or so they spent at their old spot was meant to be a buffer between the home visits, it did nothing to calm Pax’s heightened emotions. Reliving their past, talking about old memories, and then holding Cilla’s pinky—all of that pushed him toward the edge of a cliff. One he had probably been standing on since he first saw Cilla. For sure after that kiss.

He didn’t know what would happen if he moved another inch, but he couldn’t see how he would survive the fall.

He wanted to laugh. If any of the guys on his team knew that the chaste kiss and holding one of Cilla’s fingers in his own had such an effect on him, they’d laugh him out of the league.

But it meant something. A tiny step toward something bigger. He hadn’t so much as kissed another woman since Cilla. Doing so today had woken up feelings that had long been sleeping. But it didn’t seem to have the same effect on Cilla.

As he’d carried her back to the driver’s seat, she had sighed against him, resting her palm on his chest over his heart. Which of course made it speed up. Had she forgiven him? Did she want to try again?

Or maybe her feelings for him had died years ago and Pax needed to read the memo.

“Have your parents changed much?” When Cilla spoke about them earlier, she had sounded so bitter. Back in the day, Pax had been the only real point of contention between them. With him gone, Pax couldn’t imagine what would change their relationship.

“You could say that.”

Pax waited for more, but she didn’t offer any explanation. He could see the muscles in her arms flexing where she held the wheel. Knowing there was tension between her and her parents didn’t ease his nerves. Not a bit.

“And you’re sure they want me to come to dinner?”

Cilla laughed, a harsh and humorless bark. “Oh yeah.”

Pax couldn’t imagine why. Unless they wanted another chance to tell him that the accident was all his fault. Those were her father’s last words to Pax in the hospital, just before he left.

His stomach lurched. Sweat beaded at his hairline. It was suddenly difficult to breathe.

“Pull over,” Pax said, gripping the door handle.

Cilla steered towards a church parking lot. As soon as the car stopped, Pax jumped out and threw up a few parking spaces away. After a few moments, there was nothing left. He spit a few times on the concrete before turning back to the car. He sank into the seat and closed the door, leaning back against the headrest.

“Here.”

Pax opened his eyes to see Cilla holding out a bunch of napkins in one hand and a piece of gum in the other. Her face was carefully blank, a piece of stationary with no note.

“Thank you.” Pax wiped his mouth, stuffing the napkins into the small bag for trash hanging from the console.

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