Black and Blue by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter [Showalter, Gena]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
ISBN: 9781451671605
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2013-10-21T04:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

EVIE SAT IN THE owner’s box at Black Stadium. She had invited Tyson Star, to thank him for renting out the roof of the Star Light Hotel to her the following night, but he’d declined. What was it going to take to meet the guy?

Secretive cur!

To place a cherry on top of an E. coli–infested sundae, she hated football. So far, Blue had endured eight major body slams. He had to have a concussion, among ten thousand other injuries. The Strikers were clearly determined to bag and tag him like a mangy animal.

There was one highlight, however. Blue ran the ball in for the first quarter’s only touchdown. She cheered so loud she nearly shattered the armored window in front of her.

And okay, all right, fine. That wasn’t the only highlight. Blue was sexy as hell in his black and gold uniform, and she was beyond turned on.

Like that’s anything new.

It was just, she’d never met a man like him, and doubted she ever would again. He wasn’t just beautiful on the outside, a fallen angel in an otherworlder’s skin. Or something out of a fairy tale. Like a prince/villain hybrid. He was beautiful on the inside. He treated her with respect, even when she didn’t do the same to him. He protected. He amused.

She wanted him. Naked. In her bed. Not just for hand play, or oral, but straight-up sex. Hard. Fast. Rough. And then, when the first frantic wave of need was finally sated, she wanted him slow and soft.

Why wouldn’t he give it to her?

And why did she want it from him and him alone? Why couldn’t she just let him go and pick someone else? Tomorrow he might have to do things with Tiffany, in public . . . and in private.

No. No. Not this time. He hated that part of his job. Hated taking things so far.

That kind of crap stopped now.

She wanted him, and he wanted her. Therefore, she would have him—not Tiffany. He could get answers from the girl another way.

Evie would talk to him. He would either agree, or not. One way or another, she would have a solid answer, and she could decide her next move.

A one-time seduction . . . or more.

Because, at the end of the day, she trusted him. And, wow, what a difference a few weeks had made. They’d gone from hate and disgust to . . . whatever this was.

“I know!” a female voice proclaimed.

“Just isn’t right,” another said.

The voices snagged her attention. Behind her, a gaggle of the players’ spouses and girlfriends talked and ran the gamut of emotion. Each female was tall, thin, and gorgeous, dressed in skimpy clothing meant to lure and tempt men famous for their feminine conquests. Somehow all of the girls were the “bestest friends ever.”

Oi. Because Evie graduated so early, the only female friends she’d ever had were Claire and Eden, and as family they’d had to like her. She’d never made a friend on her own. Besides Blue. But he didn’t have boobs so he didn’t count.

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