Playing House (Sydney Smoke Rugby) by Amy Andrews

Author:Amy Andrews
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Brazen, Rugby, sports romance, romance, erotic, erotic romance, erom, pregnancy, best friend's sister, brother's best friend, virgin
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Brazen)
Published: 2018-01-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Bodie was nervous as he showed her around the converted warehouse he called home. Not that there was a whole lot to show. It was mostly just a big empty area with two spare bedrooms at the far end of the space separated by a bathroom. The decorator he’d hired to outfit the place had used furniture to block off zones.

Couches, a coffee table and a long, sleek unit for the television denoted the living area. A heavy mahogany table with matching high back chairs, the dining area. The long black marble kitchen bench, stools on one side, delineated the kitchen.

He wanted Eleanor to like where she was living, but seeing it through her eyes he wasn’t so sure she would. His teammates loved it, but Eleanor was a woman. A woman into flouncy dresses, pretty colours, tactile fabrics—satin, ribbons, lace—frilly Victorian lingerie. She liked froth and this place was whatever the hell was the opposite of that.

It was the anti-froth.

Hell, it looked like it could have been an eighteenth-century sweat shop in a past life. His plans to find a home for them fermented in his brain a little more.

“You want a drink?” he asked as she ran her hands hypnotically over the sleek marble top of the kitchen bench.

“What have you got?”

Bodie opened the sleek black door of the fridge. Crap. Beer and more beer. No wine. Not that she could drink that. No soft drink either. In fact, there wasn’t even much food.

“Umm…” He glanced at her over his shoulder and grimaced. “Water?”

She was wearing jeans and a deep green corset style shirt that sat like a T-shirt on her back and arms and hips, but the front panel was green satin with black ribbon lacing that had been pulled taut and tempting across her breasts.

It was distracting as fuck.

He’d wanted to unlace the damn thing from the second he’d laid eyes on her. She may not have stuck to the pantaloons promise but he’d stuck to his. His erection had been so swift and powerful he’d almost blacked out in that bloody foyer.

She smiled and shook her head, her wild, tangly hair barely contained in the big plastic claw at the back of her head.

“Water’s fine. Looks like I might need to do some grocery shopping tomorrow, though.”

Bodie pulled a beer out of the fridge. “Yeah, sorry about that, I usually just get some kind of delivery.” He twisted the top off his beer and set it on the counter before grabbing a glass out of a high cupboard and placing it under the chilled water dispenser on the door of the fridge.

“I thought you guys were supposed to eat healthy.”

He handed her the glass then a clipboard with what appeared to be an extensive menu on it. “It’s proper gourmet stuff. Delivered to my door.” He put his hand on his heart. “Only the best.”

She scanned the menu. “Hmm. Maybe I won’t go shopping tomorrow.”

Bodie shrugged. “Fine by me.” He took a swig of his beer.

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