Spring Break with a Bass Player: Love Beach Spring Break Collection by Alexandra Hale

Author:Alexandra Hale [Hale, Alexandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

SAIGE

The Illinois Blues are ahead in the bottom of the sixth, and it’s damn near impossible to concentrate with Bridger sitting so close to me. Somewhere around the top of the third, he draped his arm over the back of my seat, the movement bringing me closer to him. He smells delicious, the scent of his cologne doing something to me that we are very not ready for.

“Who is that again?” I ask, pointing at a random player on the field to distract myself from jumping the man in the seat next to me.

“That’s Colt Harrington. He’s the shortstop and he— Oh, hey,” he whispers as he motions toward the video screen. It takes me a second to realize what I’m looking at.

Oh shit.

“We obviously don’t have to,” I say quietly, turning toward him. I’d only meant to look at his face—try to get a read on what he’s feeling, what he’s thinking. But the movement brings us nose to nose, and all I want to do is throw myself at him.

The roar of the crowd is deafening, people cheering and shouting things I can’t make out over my pulse pounding in my ears.

“Just kiss her already!” someone behind us yells as my eyes drop to Bridger’s lips and the way they’re curved up into a smile.

“I think I will.”

With his arm around my shoulders, his other hand cups my face as he slants his mouth over mine, his lips soft and enticing and gone far too quickly.

“I can’t kiss you like I want to in this stadium,” he murmurs when he pulls away. “And now it’s all I can think about.”

Me too.

“How many innings are there?” I ask, the words breathy and full of need even though I know we shouldn’t rush into anything.

But maybe I can get away with some heavy petting while we make out somewhere with a lot fewer eyes watching us.

“We can leave now if you⁠—”

“No,” I say firmly, his eyebrow arching slowly at my quick response. “I just mean we’re here and it’s great—they’re playing great.”

“So, it’s great?” he teases, and I roll my eyes as we settle back into our seats, his arm still draped over my shoulders.

“Definitely great.”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.