Driven Snow by Lain Tara

Author:Lain, Tara [Lain, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Gay Romance
ISBN: 9781634762670
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-11-25T00:00:00+00:00

“STAY DOWN, fag. I hope I didn’t get any on me.”

The linebacker added an extra punch to Riley’s midback as he lifted off the pile of bodies that had taken Riley to the ground on his last carry.

Slowly, Riley collected his parts and managed to pull himself to his feet. One of his guards lumbered up to him. “You okay, man?”

“Yeah.” He didn’t add, “No thanks to you.”

“Sorry. I let him get through. I tried to stop him.”

Riley cracked his neck in both directions. “If you plan to have a quarterback for the rest of the season, you might want to try harder.” He laughed, but he couldn’t have been more serious.

The guard patted his shoulder. Weird game from start to now. When he’d trotted out the cheers had been strange, like some people were yelling louder to drown out others who were hollering nasty shit. Rog had caught his passes with gloves on and made a big show of wiping his hands when he handed over the football, which got some laughs from the crowd and some boos. The score at the moment reflected the squirreliness. Twenty-four to twenty-one with NorCal ahead, but the other team would never have gotten that far if Riley’s guys had been playing optimally.

Back on the line of scrimmage, he called the play. As the wide receiver ran out for the catch, Riley looked up in time to see a glance from his right guard, Junior Betz, full of humor—and hate. Betz and Rog weren’t friends, but man, did the expression look similar. Betz stepped back just that little bit, and two huge linebackers headed straight for Riley. Thank God he saw them. He swerved, tried to get the pass off and failed, and braced for the impact, but still, nearly six hundred pounds of mean hurt like a son of a bitch. His body slammed into the ground, head hitting so hard his ears rang, face guard plowing into the earth, sending pieces of plastic grass flying. Then, oof. The weight landed on top of him, and air rushed from his lungs until he gasped for oxygen.

Shit, bad. Every bone felt compromised. His speed plus the talent of his linemen meant he seldom got his bell rung quite this hard. Vaguely he heard the time-out called. The ref ran over and knelt down. “You okay, Riley?”

Was he? Right at this second, it was tough to remember why he’d thought coming out felt quite so important. He took a deep breath. Snow. Just think of Snow. “Yeah, thanks. I’m okay.”

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