Hunter (Campus Kings): A Football Secret Baby Novel by Celia Loren

Author:Celia Loren [Loren, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hearts Collective Publishing
Published: 2016-08-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Hunter

I pull up to the simple red brick house. I'm almost certain Coach could afford something flashier, but that's not his way. I run my hand nervously through my hair and make sure my button down shirt is tucked into my khakis. I feel like I'm a private, presenting myself for inspection to the general.

As I step out of the car, I look around, imagining Britt growing up here. I wonder if she played in the front yard...maybe there were other kids in the neighborhood that would stop by. I have to ask her. I find myself needing to know every little detail about her past as though it's a new little nugget to savor.

I walk up the front steps and stop. I can see through the front windows back to the kitchen. Britt is stirring something over the stove, and has a wide smile across her face. Her hair's wet, and she wears a plain white t-shirt. I could stand out here forever and just watch the way she moves.

A shadow moves behind her and I start. It's Coach, setting something in the sink. I can't be acting like a love struck teenager in front of him tonight. He might be supportive of me now, but I can only imagine how quickly the tide would turn if he found out what I've been doing with his daughter. He'd probably put my head on a stake outside the field as a warning to all the other players.

I stride up the last couple steps, take a deep breath, and knock. "I'll get it!" I can just hear Britt call out from inside. I hear her light footsteps, and then a moment later the door swings open.

"Hunter, it's nice to meet you," she says, extending her hand. "I've seen you play. I'm Britt, Coach McKay's daughter." She's all formality, but she can't resist a quick wink at the end. I almost smile, but then I see Coach walking in from the kitchen.

"Nice to meet you too, Britt," I reply. I feel electricity as our palms touch. That attraction to her hasn't changed from day one. I pull my hand back as Coach puts an arm around her shoulders.

"Thanks for coming on such short notice, Hunter," Coach says. "With the away game next week, and the holidays coming up, I wasn't sure we'd have another chance to talk."

"No problem at all," I assure him. "I'm happy to have a home-cooked meal."

"Well, I made double what I usually do. I've seen you eat."

I feel slightly dumbfounded as Britt moves behind me to close the door and Coach motions me inside. Did Coach just joke around with me? I didn't know he was even capable of doing such a thing.

"I'll finish up if you two want to talk," Britt offers.

"Thanks," her dad replies. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Britt walk back into the kitchen as her father points me toward a couch. The kitchen is open to the living room but the couch is facing forward so I can't see Britt.

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