Chasing Colt by Kristin Coley

Author:Kristin Coley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: forgiveness, love story, clean romance, overcoming obstacles, coming home, long distance romance, pro football, second chance romance, brothers series romance, sexy and smart
Publisher: Kristin Coley

“SOPHIE!” I hear the bellow as I’m sitting on the couch writing. My heart gives a thump and starts racing as I run to Colt’s room. He was planning to take a shower and all I can think is he fell and hurt his shoulder. I don’t see him in the bedroom so I bust into the bathroom. The sight of Colt freezes me on the spot and as hard as I try I can’t stop my laughter.

“It’s not funny.” He growls, pinning me with a glare.

“Oh it is.” I disagree, watching him struggle.

“Are you going to help me?” He demands, growling.

Colt had taken to wearing button up shirts and sweatpants to make it easy to get dressed with his shoulder. Somehow he had gotten his arm twisted in the shirt when he was pulling it off. His arm was stuck behind him, effectively trapping him. It looked incredibly uncomfortable, but I had to stop and admire his taut chest muscles.

“Anytime you want to stop staring and start helping would be great.” He mutters glaring at me.

“Admiring the view.” I tell him with a wink. I reach for the arm twisted behind his back and see the problem. His shirt had gotten caught on his watch. I remove his watch, untangling it from the sleeve and pull his arm through. He rotates his shoulder and groans.

“Thank you. I was starting to think this shoulder would need surgery too.” He says as I walk around him and pull the shirt off his bad arm.

“That’s what I’m here for. To save the day.” I reply with a grin as I pat that irresistible chest. His skin feels like hot silk wrapped around steel and I resist the urge to stroke him.

I notice the steam in the room for the first time. Obviously he’d turned the shower on before stripping. He reaches down and hooks a thumb under the waist of his pants drawing my eye to the trail of dark hair disappearing beneath them.

“Care to join me?” He asks with a smirk. “I could use help scrubbing my back.” He tugs the pants a little lower revealing more of the deep V created by his lower abdominals.

I pull my gaze away from the enticing sight and say, “I think you can handle it, big guy.”

I turn and leave the bathroom hoping my exit looks more like a sexy sashay and less like I’m fleeing for my life.

I finally take a deep breath when I get to the kitchen. That man exuded sex appeal at a level that would make the most adamant man-hater melt into a puddle of willingness. And I was not a man-hater. In fact I wonder why I hadn’t taken him up on his offer. Even with a bum shoulder I knew he’d be better than anyone that had come before him.

I remember back to a night with my mom when I was fifteen. I’d started dating a guy and wondered about bases and sex. Mom, Michelle and I wound up in the kitchen discussing what constitutes a base and how long they’d waited.

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