Scoring with Santa: Book One in the Second Chance Series by Theresa Roemer & Renee Rose

Author:Theresa Roemer & Renee Rose [Roemer, Theresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: coach, football, sports, erotic, Romance, Texas, Christmas
Publisher: Riverdale Avenue Books
Published: 2016-12-20T08:00:00+00:00

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Rick sat on the couch next to Brandy and Claire. Sam had curled up in the Lazy-boy chair. As Rick twirled a strand of Brandy’s cornsilk hair between his fingers, he realized he was in too deep. He’d known it at the hospital, and he definitely knew it when he made the choice to visit them here at their home. He’d met the kids. He liked the kids—a lot. And he liked the way Brandy went soft when he interacted with them, watching him with those big baby blues as if he were some kind of hero.

Yeah, he wanted to be her hero.

But that was messed up. He didn’t get involved with a woman with kids. They were already warming up to him, already trusting him. What would happen if he and Brandy... what? Called it quits? They weren’t even together yet. Strange, how he considered they were.

Claire passed the popcorn down to him and he scooped a handful and handed the bowl back. This was comfortable. Strangely, he felt almost more at home here than he did in his own bachelor pad.

Was this what had been missing in his life? Family? Kids? He’d never known he wanted them. He got plenty of kid interaction coaching—more than enough. Why, then, did he care so much about hanging out here with Claire and Sam? Because they belonged to Brandy?

Or because Brandy and her kids just fit with him?

He found himself imagining bringing them all over to his mom’s house—the one he’d bought her when he’d received his first pro paycheck. His mom would love the kids. And she’d adore Brandy, too. They were similar in many ways—classy, graceful, socially adept. Caring.

The movie ended and he uncrossed his long legs and reluctantly pushed himself up to stand, turning to offer his hand to Brandy. “Well, it must be your bedtime, kids. I’ll see you later. Sam, I hope to see you at the clinic on Sunday. Tell me if you want help talking to your dad.”

Sam bobbed his head. “Yeah, thanks, okay.”

“Good night, Claire-Bear.”

She jumped off the couch and wrapped her arms around his waist.

For a moment, he lost his breath.

“Good night, Coach.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Good night, squirt.”

Brandy walked him to the door and stepped out onto the porch, shutting the door behind her. “Thanks for this. It was really sweet of you.”

He loved the way she looked up at him—the tough-as-nails Houston entrepreneur had turned yielding. He gripped the back of her head and brushed his lips across hers—softly at first, then claiming them with more force, licking into her mouth. She opened for him, leaned her incredible body against his and kissed him back, twisting her lips over his.

His pulse quickened, a shot of lust kicking through him. But no—God, no. Her kids were right inside, probably wondering what in the hell they were doing. They broke apart.

“When can I see you?” he found himself asking without his brain even knowing he was going to do it.

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