Strong Side: Palm University: Book One by S.R. Clark & Tilly Ridge

Author:S.R. Clark & Tilly Ridge [Clark, S.R. & Ridge, Tilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-07-29T00:00:00+00:00

I catch myself staring at Clay way too often, especially while we’re both stretching out on the sand court. The beach is only a short ten minutes away from the house, but that didn’t stop Clay from snuggling up to me in the back seat while my dad drove and Lil rode shotgun. Still fully checking him out, I bend at the hip, making sure my hamstrings are nice and loose, ensuring I’m warmed up since it’s been a minute since we played last. We’re used to practicing daily, but since we haven’t been moving these past couple of days like we normally do, not stretching properly is asking for a torn muscle, and we sure as fuck don’t need that.

“Come on, ladies! Let’s get a move on! I’m trying to get some hits in.” Lord, she’s on one today.

Lil played volleyball throughout school. Although she could easily have gone to a D1 college, her true passion was pursuing being an esthetician. Volleyball was her one love for so long, I know she misses it more than she’ll admit. I hate that we’re a whole country apart, and playing together isn’t an option—even if that does look like us just playing pick-up on the beach.

My dad and Lil are on the other side of the net, and Clay looks at me like he’s asking, “should we take it easy on them”? He clearly hasn’t picked up on the competitive nature of my whole family.

My dad’s a big man and scares the shit out of most people, but then he opens his mouth and that’s when you find out he’s just a softy deep down. He’s six-three and bulky, pretty much a spitting image of me without the dark complexion that I got from my momma.

My dad chuckles. “Go ahead and start deflating those egos.” He’s up at the net, holding the ball, and my sister is on the left side, looking ready to murder us.

Clay mumbles under his breath, “Why am I kind of scared?”

“You honestly should be,” I answer him truthfully.

“BALL!” my dad yells out, tossing the volleyball to Lil, who in turn, passes him the perfect ball. He sets her up beautifully, and she approaches, attacking the ball. It’s heading for Clay, but it’s shorter than he expected. Normally, shorter people can’t jump high enough to get on top of the ball, even more so in sand, forcing their hits to go long. I know that’s what he was thinking as he readied himself further back because I would’ve done the same if I didn’t know how good my sister was.

Lil has fucking hops, though.

Clay’s diving into the sand, reaching out for the ball, but comes up a couple of inches short. It hits the ground right in front of his hands, throwing sand up in his face.

“Oh, this is going to be fun,” Lil says while turning around to get back, ready to hit again.

They go through the same routine, but this time she’s gunning for me. I’m ready, though, digging the ball up perfectly, right into Clay’s waiting hands.

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