Playing at Love by Ophelia London

Author:Ophelia London
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Category, short romance, football, love, enemies to lovers, reunited lovers, series, ophelia london, glee, playing at love, Contemporary, competition, Romance, music, entangled, choir, baby on the doorstep, high school football, perfect kisses, bliss
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Bliss)
Published: 2012-09-23T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Tess didn’t tell Mac that she was going on a non-date with Jack. She didn’t need to know about it anyway, did she? When Mac had asked if Tess wanted to meet after work on Friday night, Tess begged off with some lame excuse about laundry and her quarterly dusting of her ceiling fan blades. She’d never been a very good liar, and she knew Mac suspected something. But Mac had only smiled and told her they would catch up on Sunday night.

While stopped at a red light, Tess pulled down the visor mirror and examined her reflection. From her purse, she extracted a tube of raspberry lipstick and applied a layer, carefully blotting afterward. An instant later, she grabbed a tissue and scrubbed off every last trace. She flipped up the visor and banged her head against the headrest.

“Stop it, Tess,” she said aloud. “Calm the freak down.” When the light turned green, she grabbed a tube of strong, disgusting-tasting mentholated lip balm, smeared it over her mouth, then tossed the tube in her bag. That should keep away thoughts of allowing her mouth to get anywhere near Jack’s.

She didn’t have to consult the slip of paper with Jack’s address written on it; she had already memorized it. Only a few more blocks and she would be there. It was a pretty nice neighborhood, only a couple of miles from the school. About a year before, when Tess was thinking of giving up her apartment and buying a house of her own, she’d actually checked out this subdivision. But then everything started going wrong with her parents’ house and Tess’s plans had to be put on hold.

She consulted the numbers on the curb: 1805, his house would be on the right. She slowed to a stop in front of a brick ranch-style with a big porch and white front door. The porch light was on, glowing yellow through the glass shade, and Tess saw a black Jeep in the driveway—the same car she’d seen in the coach’s parking spot that night she’d met Jack at the pool.

She swallowed, trying to erase that memory from her mind, and walked up the path. She couldn’t seem to find the doorbell, so she tentatively knocked a couple of times. It wasn’t more than five seconds before the door swung open.

“Hi,” Jack said, standing at the open door. He was wearing dark trousers and a light-blue button-up shirt. It was tucked in, but the sleeves were pushed up to his elbows, and the first two buttons were open at his throat. Tess did her best not to sneak a peek at some chest hair.

She was relieved to see that he didn’t seem too dressed up—that he obviously didn’t see this as a date, either. And Tess felt better about the dark-wash jeans, simple red top, and black boots she’d decided to wear. She wanted to feel comfortable but without looking like a slob.

“I’m glad you could make it,” he said, opening the door wider.

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