Sworn Enemies: A Small Town Enemies To Lovers Sports Romance (The Football Boys Book 3) by Rebel Hart

Author:Rebel Hart [Hart, Rebel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amore Publishing
Published: 2020-06-25T23:00:00+00:00

14

Quinn

I was so exhausted, I didn’t have the energy I needed to argue with Alec as he laid out all of his reasoning for me liking Zeke while we were on the way home. He noticed our exchange at the end of the game, and it fueled his earlier belief that there was something going on. I kept quiet mostly because I wasn’t sure what might come out of my mouth if I didn’t.

I’d been convinced that Zeke wanted nothing more than to take my team and me down, but then I couldn’t understand why he would come to the game at all, let alone take meticulous, helpful notes and give them to me. I told Cal that I would send him a copy of the notes to review for us to go over at Saturday’s practice, but Cal told me I needed to take the day off. He finally got me to come clean about what happened with Zeke. He told me that I needed to recover, and he could use the opportunity to get to know the team better without me there. If I wasn’t in terrible shape, I wouldn’t have been inclined to accept the offer, but a day of rest wouldn’t kill me.

We got home from the first qualifier game around three in the afternoon. The semi-pro teams we were going up against were working around their existing schedules, so we were settling for late morning games with them so that they could get back home for evening games and practices. Despite this, the second I got home, I went to my bedroom and flopped down on my bed. Lately, my days were feeling two weeks long, so when I got back to my bed, it felt like it’d been forever since I’d been there last. My muscles were happy for the reprieve, and it wasn’t long before I let my eyes close and floated off to sleep.

When I woke up sometime later, my room was totally dark. Even though I kept blackout curtains hanging on my windows because I hated when the sun woke me up, there was always a bit of light in the room during the day. The pitch blackness meant it was definitely night. I grabbed my phone off of my bedside table and saw that it was well after midnight. Alec would be gone at work for another few hours, so I couldn’t rely on his kindness to feed me while my legs still preferred not moving. I dragged myself out of bed and forced my muscles to cooperate while I showered, changed into more comfortable clothes, and made myself a sandwich.

I wasn’t tired at all, so I grabbed my laptop from my backpack and went to sit down in the living room. I used our casting device to throw my computer screen to the TV screen and started clicking through some of the week’s football highlights. I skipped through the pro football highlights—not that I didn’t care about them, just that it always seemed like the popular players got more highlights than the legitimately good ones.

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