Paige in Progress (Reluctant Hearts #3) by Brighton Walsh

Paige in Progress (Reluctant Hearts #3) by Brighton Walsh

Author:Brighton Walsh [Walsh, Brighton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bright Publishing
Published: 2016-01-17T16:00:00+00:00


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Whereas my first planned non-date date took place at the innocuous batting cages, Adam goes balls to the wall and brings his A-game straight out of the gate. There’s absolutely no way he didn’t realize exactly what watching him play sand volleyball would do to me.

We’re playing against each other, so I have a perfect view of him on his side of the net. Especially when halfway through the game, he reaches back and tugs off his shirt before tossing it to the side. Okay, so maybe it’s a little hot out here with the sun beating down on us, but honestly. How many spikes does one player need to go for? He’s just showing off now. I get it, buddy, you can jump high and you have all these manly muscles that flex in your abs and arms when you pound the ball down on the other side of the net…

The whole situation is doing bad things to my self-control. As in, I have none. It’s gone. Has left the building. I’m pretty sure if we weren’t surrounded by all these people, I’d go over and lick the sweat off his chest. And I wouldn’t even be sorry about it.

Even with my hair pulled back into a ponytail, it’s hot as hell out here, and considering all the other girls playing are in their sports bras or bikini tops, I don’t think anything about following suit. And anyway, it serves Adam right to get an eyeful of me like this when he gave me the smorgasbord that is his body.

When I catch his eyes focused on me after I’ve tossed my tank top to the side, see his jaw clenching, I smile and flutter my fingers at him in a wave. Then I mouth, What? It’s the beach.

The other players are occupied, chatting and laughing with each other as the guy on my team gets ready to serve, so Adam leans closer to the net. “Don’t play this game unless you’re ready to face the consequences.”

I cock my head to the side. “And what would those consequences be?”

“Not having this”—he flicks his finger between the two of us—“happen on your timetable.” I should be turned off by how he speaks with such confidence. He says it like it’s a foregone conclusion, insinuating I’m fighting a losing battle. That it’s him allowing me to maintain whatever laughable amount of control I’ve managed thus far. And that thought is scary as hell because…oh God, what if he’s right? What if I haven’t even seen his A-game? Holy shit. What if this is Adam holding back?

The thought sets me on edge the rest of the game, and I miss so many passes, it’s embarrassing. I can’t concentrate, though. Not when I think about having all that restrained want focused directly on me. God, what kind of combustible chemistry would we have together if he held nothing back?

Adam goes in for yet another spike, scoring the winning point for his team, despite my teammate falling to the sand to try and save it.



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