The Best Part of Me by Jamie Hollins

Author:Jamie Hollins
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-08-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

She hated to lose. Hated it.

But what she hated more than losing was being thoroughly outwitted, and that was exactly what Ewan had done. He’d known she didn’t know she had to ground the damn ball. And during the rather loud and obnoxious celebration she’d had going on in her head at the time, no helpful screaming from her teammates would have helped either.

Quinn was burning up inside. The worst part being that she couldn’t even blame him. He’d seen his opening and taken it. She would have done the same thing in his position.

But she wasn’t about to let him know that. And she sure as hell wasn’t about to let him know that she wasn’t bothered in the least to spend the night with him. She’d known as soon as he stated his demands for the bet that it was a win-win situation for both of them.

She just didn’t want him to feel so damn good about himself, that was all.

Quinn pushed through her aunt’s screen door with enough force to knock it off its hinges. It smacked against the wall and sprung back before she blocked it with her forearm.

“Lord have mercy!” Her aunt startled from her recliner. Maura’s hand was over her heart and her eyes were wide with alarm.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.” Quinn felt instantly guilty for losing her temper. “I didn’t mean to push it that hard.”

“God, Quinn. You gave us a heart attack!”

Quinn hadn’t seen Darcy sitting in the corner of the room. “Sorry,” Quinn muttered again as she put her purse on the kitchen table. She would have joined them in the living room, but she still had too much adrenaline to sit still. She walked into the kitchen and peeked into the refrigerator, looking for nothing in particular, and decided on a can of Coke.

“What’s the deal, Quinn? What’s got your panties in a twist?” Darcy asked, a grin starting to spread across her face.

“My panties aren’t in a twist.”

“Oh really, dear? Then why do you look like you could spit fire?” Aunt Maura asked.

Quinn took a sip of her Coke and heard the faint sound of Ewan’s truck pull out of the gravel drive. Imagining the smug grin on his face increased her irritation.

“I played rugby this afternoon with Rory and Ewan.” She wasn’t about to explain to them that she was upset she’d lost a bet to be Ewan’s private sex slave for the evening.

“Your team lost, I take it?” Darcy asked.

“Yes.” In a manner of speaking, it had.

“I see you haven’t lost that competitive spirit,” her aunt said before turning to Darcy. “When she was little, you could never play a board game with Quinn. If she started to lose, she quit before the game was over.”

Darcy raised her brows at Quinn in amusement.

Quinn shrugged. “I had the most unbelievable winning streak using that tactic.”

Her aunt chuckled as Quinn finally sat down on the couch next to Darcy.

“Darcy, what brings you by?” she asked.

“Well, first of all, you need a cell phone.

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