Presley's Christmas Catch: A Sweet Sports Holiday Romance (LA Rays Sports Romance Book 3) by Ranee S. Clark

Author:Ranee S. Clark [Clark, Ranee S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweetly Us Press
Published: 2024-11-26T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

BROCK

Trying to be just friends with Presley is a bad idea. I’ll have to watch everything I say and do and make sure I don’t give her the wrong idea. I can’t lead her on again and hurt her. It’s selfish to try this, but I can’t say no to her. And there’s TOK to think about. The new book is coming out, dropping lightning fast in a way that’s generated some buzz about it among more than just the TOK community. Book influencers on social media are talking about the surprise announcement for the “little known classic,” and the TOK fan pages have been flooded with reviews for the first book that new readers are posting as they start the series. And they like it. They’re calling it “cool in a quirky way,” which tells me they don’t get it. In any case, the book release event has sold out, and Presley and I will need to get to the bookstore earlier than we thought if we’re going to score tickets to the gathering with the author.

Meanwhile, today is my first game with the Rays. I don’t expect a lot of playing time. I’ve only had a few practices with the team this week, but I’m nervous anyway. I have to prove I’m worth the drama.

In my first meeting with the coach, I promised him I wouldn’t let my emotions rule my mouth. He’d chuckled, put a hand on my shoulder, and said, “I’m hoping you don’t have any drama to spill here, Hunter. And if you do, I hope you’ll spill it to me first.”

He reminds me of Tim—a coach who wants to get to know me, who isn’t letting memes rule his opinion of me, and who will make sure I get a fair shot.

Maybe that’s why I feel double pressure to prove myself to him. Especially when he puts me in the first offensive play of the game.

Lincoln grins at me and gives me a hard pat on the shoulder as we huddle up for the play. My nerves settle back a notch, knowing I’ve got him watching my back. It’s more than I had at the Devils.

I set up on the line, my heart pumping. The crowd is a low hum, and I push the noise to the background. I scan the linebackers opposite me on the defense for the Cobras. My brain stops on number sixty-five, the defensive end lined up opposite me. There’s something off about where he is. I catalogue it and ready myself for the count.

Jett McCombs has praised me for being able to see the little details, and that’s because during plays, time seems to slow for me. It’s like I’m a little bit of The Flash, everyone around me moving slower while my brain works faster. They’re blitzing on the first play, probably trying to put Eli on edge. I move quickly to block the end coming in, knocking into him hard and shouting to point out the linebacker rushing in.

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