Scored by Sloane Howell

Author:Sloane Howell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Loveswept
Published: 2017-10-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Mental wounds still screaming, driving me insane. I’m going off the rails on a crazy train.”

—Ozzy Osbourne

Kelsey

I sat in my apartment staring at his name in the search bar on my computer. For three hours and two glasses of wine my finger hovered over the key.

Do not press Enter.

Matt Stallworth was going to be the beginning and the end of me. I wasn’t myself when I was around him. I glanced over to a mirror and looked long and hard at my reflection, sitting in the dark at 10 P.M. with the glow of my screen illuminating the room. This was what he did to me.

Two days had passed since he’d listened to me get off over the phone, in the storage room of my work. That wasn’t me who did that. He turned me into some sex-starved maniac. We’d exchanged a few flirty texts since, but nothing like the way we’d talked the first day he was there.

Was he busy? Probably.

My mind refused to just sit by and accept that and at the same time I didn’t want to be needy and attention-seeking while he was trying to hang out with his friend. Or was it friends? Were they hanging out with women, too? They were professional athletes after all.

“Ugh!” I rolled my chair back from the desk and stood up, pacing around in a pair of Rolling Stones pajama pants and a black spaghetti-strap top. “Fucking Matt Stallworth, you beautiful dick!”

Jesus, that picture of his dick.

I squirmed just thinking about it. No man had driven me bat-shit crazy like this before, and Matt was so different from anyone I’d ever pictured myself ending up with, and at the same time he was exactly who I pictured myself with—like there were two versions of him.

The computer screen called to me like a magnet. I needed to press Enter, find something wrong with Matt, and then I’d be back to normal. Sure, it would’ve been nice to have him fuck me senseless against a wall, or in my bed, or in a public park, for that matter—but this was the responsible thing to do.

It would hurt me, but guys like him and girls like me didn’t belong together. My destiny involved a down-and-out musician or dying alone with a cat. We were from two separate worlds.

The worst part was that I already knew what I would find. He’d told me all about it. Fuck, I was a mess, but maybe seeing it would send me over the edge. I could break it off, tell him I couldn’t handle it, and it would save him from hurting me himself when that day came.

I strode to my keyboard with purpose and clicked the enter key. Sitting down, I clicked on images, and everything looked normal if not perfect at first. There were action shots of Matt diving and sliding in the dirt and candid shots with his teammates. I’d have been lying if I said his ass didn’t look fucking amazing in his baseball pants.

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