Looking To Score: #UofJ Book 1- An Enemies-to-Lovers Romantic Comedy Sports Romance (U of J) by Alley Ciz

Looking To Score: #UofJ Book 1- An Enemies-to-Lovers Romantic Comedy Sports Romance (U of J) by Alley Ciz

Author:Alley Ciz [Ciz, Alley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: House of Crazy Publishing LLC
Published: 2020-09-08T23:00:00+00:00


#Chapter29

The week passes by surprisingly quickly, and now it is the night of my big date with Mason. I’m still not sure how I feel about it. He represents everything I’ve shied away from for the last few years, but even I have to admit there is something that draws me to him.

Mason told me we weren’t going anywhere too fancy, so I try to keep that in mind as I get dressed. I pull on a pair of light blue skinny jeans that have big rips throughout, but instead of showing skin, the holes reveal silk fabric in leopard print. They are stylish and make my butt look good.

With my jeans being a little edgier, I choose a simple tight black V-neck tee, and I finish off my outfit with a pair of kickass, black leather, over-the-knee high-heeled boots.

I leave my curls to tumble around me and keep my makeup in a simple pinup style. Before I know it, he’s knocking on the door.

I open it and swallow hard at the sight in front of me.

Mason in a U of J football shirt and backward hat is hot.

But Mason in a black polo shirt, dark wash jeans, and hair styled in spiky disarray? That’s next level.

“Damn, babe,” he says as he does his own scan of me.

“Right back at ya.”

He gives me one of his killer smiles, dimples and all, before pulling me into his body and claiming my mouth in a bone-melting kiss.

Any time he puts his mouth on me, my brain shuts off. I get lost in the press of his lips, in the stroke of his tongue, and the way he cradles my body makes me feel protected instead of tiny.

“Isn’t the kiss supposed to be at the end of the night?” I ask when we finally break apart.

“Yeah, but if I didn’t do that now, it would be all I thought about the whole time.” He runs a thumb along my bottom lip. “Damn, not even smudged a little,” he observes, referencing my red lips.

“It’s a color stain. It’s not meant to come off.”

“I can think of a few ways we could put it to the test.”

He keeps staring at my mouth, that finger still in place, the green of his eyes darkening more the longer he stares, acting like he didn’t just throw down the naughty gauntlet.

“Should we go?” I put a hand on his chest and gently push him back out the door, closing it behind me.

“Nope.” He drops an arm around my shoulders, not letting me put space between us as we walk toward the elevator. “This is a date, and I intend to get the full experience.”

Holding hands and general touching happens in relationships, and I knew going into tonight I wouldn’t be able to keep maintaining my distance. I tried to talk myself into ending things before they really start, but I couldn’t.

“Holy shit.” My steps halt as a steel gray 1967 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 comes into view. “You



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