The Love Playbook by Suze Winegardner

Author:Suze Winegardner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Teen & Young Adult Peer Pressure Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Football Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Family Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Dating & Sex Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Sports Fiction eBooks; Teen & Young Adult New Experiences Fiction; Teen & Young Adult Emotions & Feelings Fiction; YA RomCom; football; High School romance; First Love; Crush; Entangled Publishing; Series Romance; Category length romance; YA fiction; Coming of Age; Rural; Player reformed; Forbidden Love; Older Brother’s Best Friend; Opposites Attract; Texas; Small town Romance; Fall; Suze Winegardner; Teen Romance; Family grief; Quarterback
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Crush)
Published: 2019-10-10T22:29:59+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Lucas couldn’t believe how fast that had gotten out of control. Just one touch of her tongue and he was on fire. When she’d said, “Kiss me,” in that husky whisper, she nearly killed him. Were sexier words ever said? Not to him. And some girls had said some pretty graphic things to him.

It was one thing to kiss a girl. It was another experience entirely to have them explicitly say they wanted to. If he hadn’t heard the rest of them coming along the corridor, God only knew what they would have caught Avery and him doing.

He spent the following hour in the locker room, trying not to look at her, worrying that she’d be embarrassed or, worse, that just looking at her would give him another hard-on. He and Avery couldn’t be a thing. Not with the clusterfuck that was his life, never mind what her brother and father would say—and possibly do—if they knew.

Four months ago, he wouldn’t have cared. He also wouldn’t be doubting whether she’d say yes if he asked her out. But that was four months ago. This was now. She hadn’t looked at him once since they kissed, and he was pretty sure that meant she maybe hadn’t felt the same as him.

He tried to shake it off.

“You okay, man?” LeVonn asked, frowning at him. “You look like you just ran over your cat.”

“Just tired,” he lied. Time to change the subject. “Where did Greg go?”

LeVonn settled back against the locker and watched the girls poke around the locker room.

“Called him a taxi. His ankle was hurting. Hey—that might mean you’ll have to play next week, man. Shit.” He sat up. “I bet Coach would rather have you than someone with a sketchy ankle. You better fix your head before Friday.”

Fuck. Why couldn’t he just quit this damn team? “I don’t think—”

“Hey guys!” LeVonn shouted. “With Greg maybe out, I bet Coach’ll play Lucas here. I mean, if his head’s better.”

A few people cheered, and a buzz of adrenaline shot through him. No one had cheered him being on a team for a long time. It was like giving an addict a shot.

No. He couldn’t let it get to him. They had no way of knowing that him being on the team could fuck up their futures.

But God, did he want to play.

For the first time, Avery’s gaze settled on his. She looked excited that he might play. Really excited. She smiled at him. Not a regular smile, but a smile that was just between them. Intimate, maybe?

He took a hard breath and waved the cheers down. “I don’t know if I’ll be cleared to play by then,” he protested against every single part of him that reveled in the attention.

The cheers turned to good-natured boos. Damn, but he already felt like he was part of this team, and that was the very reason he needed to walk away. If he played on Friday, he’d be letting them down just as hard as if he didn’t play.

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