Caught Offside by Crowe Liz

Author:Crowe, Liz [Crowe, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: A 1 Night Stand Story
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC
Published: 2011-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Ramon got to the restaurant early, wanting to find the table and collect himself before she arrived. His heart raced. Nervous beyond anything he’d ever experienced before any game. It was maddening. He gulped down a straight scotch then sipped at a second one.

His jaw dropped when she finally arrived, draped in shimmering red fabric that stopped just below her luscious ass. It was as if a Greek goddess had appeared in the restaurant. He gulped. She hadn’t seen him yet so he studied her freely. The line of her alabaster neck, exposed by her up swung auburn hair begged for his tongue. Those freckles, now covered by a light sheen of powder, beckoned. He gripped his knees below the table, watching as she greeted several people. After what seemed like an hour, her eyes found his. They lit up, and his entire soul fell into their green depths.

Slow. He gritted his teeth. Must go slow.

She made her way over. He got to his feet, feeling clumsy, as the host held out her chair.

“Mr. Castillo, Ms. Winter, welcome to Jacques. Mr. Jackson has taken the liberty of ordering for you, so if you will permit us, we shall serve the first course.”

Jackson, the control freak bastard. Ramon bit his lip to keep from cursing. Leave it to him to keep them from using the menus as an excuse not to talk. He watched her sip the wine that appeared in front of her. Words stuck in his throat. She finally spoke first.

“Listen, thank you so much for today. You have no idea how much it meant to Harrison.”

He blinked.

She continued. “And I had fun, although I think I might have kicked your ass.” He relaxed at the sight of her genuine smile.

Once their first course had been served—a light gazpacho with a dash of crème fraîche on top—they were laughing at the memory of the final winning goal. He took a bite before his throat closed up again. Her intense gaze darkened when he winced at the sudden pain in his knee.

“Oh, God, we overdid it today, didn’t we? I am so sorry.”

“No, it’s my fault, and believe me this twinge is nothing compared to what I’ve been dealing with. I wouldn’t have missed today, actually. For many reasons.” He grinned and held out a hand, his brain screaming go slow, but his heart and body arguing otherwise. She touched her palm to it.

“Thank you, Gillian. Truly.” He reluctantly let go, the memory of her skin like a live thing undulating on his skin.

“You’re welcome.” She ducked her head, took another sip of wine. He forced himself to lean back, remain nonchalant. But his heart pounded in his ears.

“So,” he said. “Tell me about Joe.”

She gaped at him. He stared back and continued, “Joe Winter was a coaching legend. You guys were quite a couple. But why did you stop playing, really?”

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