Trick Play: A Seattle Pioneers Football Romance by Anne Shaw

Author:Anne Shaw [Shaw, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-03T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“Okay, out with it.” Kendra crossed her legs on the couch, a mug of coffee in her hand. Brows raised in expectation, she stared at Belle.

Curled up on the loveseat, Belle sipped at her own coffee. After Darius had given her a car to drive home, she’d showered and came into the living room to find Kendra making coffee. If she didn’t know better, she’d think the other woman was lying in wait for her.

Belle sipped at the hot brew and tried to gather her thoughts. Every muscle in her body was sore, her breasts tender from a pretty intense night spent in front of the fire. She and Erik started out on the couch, progressed to the floor, and once it was over, she had ended up in the guest room. Alone. “I assume you’re talking about my phone? One of the production assistants had it.”

“Um, huh.” Knowing eyes met Belle’s “And Erik texted Cash, who texted me.”

“I got my phone back. My car will be fixed—it was the alternator. I can’t wait to get the new one.” She was being deliberately vague. Processing didn’t begin to describe what was pinging through her tired mind. The sex part had been off the charts. The rest was still puzzling and she had no way of describing it, other than strained.

“Nice try. But you didn’t come home last night. You’re wearing Erik’s sweatshirt and your lips are swollen.” She nodded at her own observations; her eagle eye locked on Belle.

“Like I said, my car broke down.” Belle fought the blush rising to her cheeks, a dead giveaway. Had Darius and Tim noticed her swollen lips? She clutched the handle of the mug tighter at the thought. Of course, she was wearing a hoodie, but millions of people had Pioneer hoodies. “There wasn’t much to tell. We stopped shooting because the power went out. I got in my shitty car and it died. I didn’t have my phone and I asked Erik to contact Cash so you wouldn’t worry.” She couldn’t tell Kendra about what transpired at the show, or the kiss that had started the entire have sex with her client fiasco.

Determined eyes locked on Belle’s, Kendra’s head tilted while she waited for the explanation. “You stayed the night with him.”

She debated how much to volunteer but she knew from experience that her friend would simply harp on her until she spilled the beans. Huffing out a long breath, she closed her eyes and tried to regain her equilibrium. The woman in her needed to confide in her friend but she was ashamed of how weak-willed she’d been. It seemed like such a good idea in the dark of night. In the light of day, not so much. She opened her eyes once more and blurted out, “I had sex with Erik.”

Kendra’s eyes widened at her admission. “Sex? As in insert A into B? Or in your case, E into B?” Grinning, she made an obscene gesture with her hands.

“That’s typically how sex works.

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