Playing For Love: a Second Chance Sports Romance by Stephanie Queen

Playing For Love: a Second Chance Sports Romance by Stephanie Queen

Author:Stephanie Queen [Queen, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-24T18:30:00+00:00


Mia

Taking a deep breath once the door closed behind him, I turned away, resisting looking down to the street to where he’d parked his car. I didn’t want to let go of Tate as a shield against Gabe and it was selfish. Well, maybe not really. Tate knew where he stood now, didn’t he? He knew we were only friends and I didn’t think he minded all that much. He knew when there was a spark and when there wasn’t.

But I didn’t want to confirm to Gabe, my official status with Tate, that we were only friends. I asked Tate not to tell Gabe. He looked at me like I was nuts.

“This is about Denise, isn’t it? You don’t want to betray your friend.”

I nodded, but even though Denise had been the biggest reason to stay away from Gabe, she wasn’t the only reason. There was something scary about being in a relationship with Gabe. He was a big shot. Like my mother had been. I’d felt it at the hospital, the convergence of the mob of media bringing back a lot of scary, uncomfortable memories.

Tate shrugged. “Suit yourself. I’ll go along with the charade. Up to a point.”

I didn’t need to guess that he’d want to meet and date other women, as soon as his injury would allow. I gave him a smile and patted his cheek. With his lightning quick reflexes, he grabbed my hand and took it from his face.

“No touching in the friend zone, Mia.”

I felt shame and apology welling up, but maintained my poise.

“I’m sorry. I should know better. You’re right.” I backed away from him. “Let me cook you breakfast.” I got busy in the kitchen while he walked around gingerly at first and then picked up speed as instructed. Part of his therapy was moving normally to prevent stiffness, in spite of any pain.

I really liked Tate. He was easy to be around. But then so was every man compared to Gabe. He’d been the only man I’d ever met who turned me into a bundle of overexcited nerves. That’s probably why I’d never gotten over the crush. My one and only crush.



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