Offsides: The Originals (Seattle Steelheads Book 3) by Jami Davenport

Author:Jami Davenport [Davenport, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cedrona Enterprises
Published: 2019-06-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 15—Offsides

As a kid, Zach had avoided the principal’s office as much as he tried to avoid his father’s belt. Rarely did he have to sit in that stiff wooden chair while the fat, old principal wheezed like a guy in need of a good shot of oxygen. Zach became adept at flying under the radar and not catching anyone’s attention, especially his father’s. This talent served him well in his NFL career. He preferred to prove himself in the trenches rather than in television ads or Sports Illustrated.

Yet here he was, called into the coach’s office at six fucking thirty a.m., the adult equivalent of the principal’s office. Even worse, Harris sat in a chair across from the coach, chatting with the man as if they were lifelong buddies. HughJack never chatted. The man’s endless energy didn’t allow for meaningless chatter. Derek sat in another chair, looking pissed that they’d dragged him into this mess.

True to form, HughJack wasted no time. Zach’s butt barely hit the chair before he squelched the niceties and launched into the reason he’d called this meeting.

“Your dislike of each other is affecting this team’s performance. Your very public argument in the locker room went viral. It’s trending on Twitter, whatever the hell that is, but the front office tells me it’s not a good thing.” HughJack wasn’t known for his IT prowess.

Tyler cringed and Derek studied his feet. Zach wrung his hands and said nothing, even as a healthy dose of guilt clenched his gut.

“I tried to stay out of it. Let you work these problems through yourself.” Coach skewered them both with an accusing glare.

Tyler leaned forward, avoiding Zach’s gaze. “We’re working on it. Zach and I won’t sacrifice the team because of our differences.”

HughJack looked skeptical. “How are you working on it?”

Both men looked at each other. Obviously, silver-tongued Tyler was at a total loss for an answer as much as Zach was.

“I, uh, advertised Zach’s gala on social media and website.” It sounded lame, and by the way HughJack puckered up his brow, he knew it.

Zach snorted. “Beware of quarterbacks with websites.”

“Fuck you. Just because I don’t do things the way you do them doesn’t mean I’m any less dedicated.”

“You ever heard the saying that if you’re good at something, you don’t have to tell anyone about it, because they already know?”

“Hell, yeah, they know, but I’m making sure they don’t forget. They’ll remember me long after you’re old, fat, and too feeble to toss a football around your backyard. There is a life after football, Murphy. You’d better figure out what that is because you’re getting to the end of your shelf life.”

“That’s enough.” HughJack pounded his fist on the table so hard his Coach-of-the-Year trophy fell over. With a frown, he picked it up, examined it, and set it upright. “I gave you two selfish clowns a couple months to work out your differences. You weren’t mature enough to do it, so the women in your lives and I have done it for you.

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