A Greene Family Summer Bash by Piper Rayne

A Greene Family Summer Bash by Piper Rayne

Author:Piper Rayne [Rayne, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Piper Rayne, Inc.


I catch sight of my youngest brother, Rylan, leading Calista to the basement. Lucky for him Marla and Dad are outside. Of course, they’re more lenient with him than they were with me. When I was younger, Clara and I had to stop having sleepovers at a certain age and had to start leaving the door open. As if I’d do anything with Clara. She’s my best friend.

Speaking of which, all the girls, including Clara, are now huddled around lounge chairs in the back, soaking up the sun, drinking margaritas, and gossiping.

“It’s like they have nothing else to do,” I say, joining my brothers in the pool. Cam throws me the ball and I shoot.

“Well, it’s summer bash. We’re not supposed to do anything,” Fisher says. He rarely gets a day off.

I can’t complain. Since I’m in off-season, every day could be like today if I wanted. I spend most of my time working out during the day and my evenings with Clara, either going miniature golfing, where we bet who pays for ice cream, or bingeing the latest Netflix show. We’ve been doing the same thing every off-season since I got drafted. My life is pretty fucking fantastic.

Cade sinks into the water. “When do you report back?”

“August as usual.”

Cade holds up his hands for the ball and Cam throws it to him. “I’m thinking about bringing Presley down to see a game. We need to get away before the wedding.”

“About that,” I say. Dumbass decided to get married during the fall, which means I have to fly in and out. “I’m flying in on Friday night, and I’m out at the crack of dawn on Sunday. We play on the east coast, so the time difference is killing me.”

“Good thing you’re not the groom,” he says.

“You couldn’t do summer?” I ask.

He points at me, then looks at Fisher and Cam and laughs. “Get a load of this guy. Some of us work during tourist season.”

“And while you’re off, I’m getting my ass reamed on the field.”

Speaking of which, I crack my back. It hasn’t been the same since I took a hit my last game this season. I’m getting older. Not nearly close to retirement, but the hits, man, they’re hurting more and more.

“You also make bank, so I don’t wanna hear it,” Fisher mumbles.

All of us were quarterbacks in high school, but only I made it pro. Adam might’ve had the chance, but he found love too young. That was his demise. My brothers support me, don’t get me wrong, but I think a small part of them wonders if it could’ve been them. Not that they don’t love their lives, but all they see is the glamour in my job. Not the ice baths, the pain, the media, the pressure of performing. Even during the summers, I worry my workouts aren’t enough and if I should be training more.

“I do a lot to earn that money.”

“You play, like, sixteen games a year for that money,” Cam chimes in, taking the ball from Cade and shooting it.



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