Page 67 of The Underdog


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I meet his narrowed eyes.

I’d heard everything that he’d said but couldn’t tell you a single thing I'd retained. It’s been this way since last week—distracted beyond my wildest dreams with a girl who makes reality feel like one.

“I’m listening,” I lie through my clenched jaw, watching as Delaney slowly undoes her blouse.

Fuck, who gave her the office overlooking the field?

I have to suck in a breath, biting down on my lip to hide my smirk as I’m reminded that it was me. I did. Why? Because I wanted to be able to see her at all times.

“You’re not,” Alf’s disgruntled voice remarks as he folds his grumpy arms across his chest. “What are you even looking at?”

Alf whips his head over his shoulder, and despite her top being undone, Delaney is quick to drop to the ground—making it stupidly obvious that it was, in fact,herwho’d I’d been overcome with the entire time Alf was speaking.

He shakes his head, looking back up at me with a jut of his bottom lip. “Careful, Parker!” he speaks, that Dad tone now picking up in his voice. “You don’t want to piss anyone off.”

I furrow my brows at his statement. Piss anyone off? What’s he on about? I shake my head. “I couldn’t give a fuck who I piss off.” I’m quick to throw back out at him. “Besides, what’s going on between Delaney and I is no one’s business. End of story.”

Alf releases a drawn-out breath. I can see in his eyes he’s about to embark on some words of wisdom. Advice, so to speak. But I don’t need advice right now. Being with Delaney this past week has been euphoric bliss. I don’t think I’ve ever smiled more in my entire life. Delaney makes me feel, and she makes me want to love. I’ve never felt that way before. No one has ever made me feel this way before. And I’ll be damned if I let anything ruin that.

Sure, sneaking around is a mundane task, but it adds an element of thrill, excitement, andrisk. There’s nothing more exhilarating. I’m on a 24/7 adrenaline rush.

“You’re right,” Alf chimes back in, clutching onto the clipboard. “It is no one's business. But that doesn’t mean it won’t become someone’s.”

“Well, they can fuck off too,” I retort, fed up with this conversation as Delaney peers back up from the ground. Hereyes are so bright that even despite the sun setting in the distance, nothing illuminates the stadium more than her.

“Maybe if you let me finish, Parker, then I can explain, and you’ll know that the special guests coming are?—”

“Listen.” I’m fed up with the conversation by now. I don’t need to be lectured. I’m a grown man. I make my own choices and Delaney? She’s the best choice I’ve ever made. No one can convince me otherwise. “I’ve got to go. We’ll catch up in a bit, alright, Alf?” I cut him short, striding my way past him before he could mutter so much as another syllable.

Once I’m out of sight, I find my pace quickening. I’m practically running up the staircase to reach Delaney’s office. I feel like a teenage boy again—with these flutters in my stomach. It’s that nervousness mixed with anticipation that floods your chest. It’s a desire that keeps you up at night for the girl you know you’d risk it all for.

My knuckles hover above her office door, and as if she can sense my presence, Delaney swings open the door, clutching onto my wrist with a bite of her lip as she drags me in.

“Took you long enough,” she coyly remarks, slamming the door shut and pinning me up against it. Though,pinningis a generous word. Her body is no match for my frame. I completely encapsulate her in my shadow.

“Miss me?” I murmur against her lips, feeling the way her cheeks tighten into a smile as I say it. Nothing feels better than knowing I’m the reason for that.

Nothing.

“Maybe a little,” she deviously whispers into my ear, sending me over the edge as I scoop her into my arms and carry her over to her desk. I push everything that once rested on top onto the ground in a flash. I couldn’t care less if I broke something. If I do, I’ll buy it again. Everything is disposable buther.

“Seems like you’re the one who missed me.” She gasps for air as our lips hardly break contact from one another.

Of course, I missed her. I can hardly stand to be away from her for more than five minutes at a time without rushing back into this office. It’s a vicious cycle.

“Maybe,” I have to admit, watching as, yet again, my response forces a smile onto those perfectly soft lips. Lips that I’m desperate to spend the rest of my life memorizing, analyzing, and kissing.

“What was Alf saying to you?” she speaks, as my mouth finds refuge in the nape of her neck. She smells so good. I could suffocate in all that she is and die a happy man. “Warren?”

“Nothing,” I grumble, tired of talking about anything that doesn’t involve all of the things I plan to do to her against this desk. We broke the mattress in. Now, it’s time to venture out.

“He doesn’t know, does he?” The concern in her voice pangs me like a double-edged sword. Is she embarrassed to be with me? Or does she, too, fear for the looming repercussions that Alf alluded to?

I seek clarity in her face as I take a reluctant step backward, noticing the faintest ounce of concern breaking free from her dark brown eyes.

“No, love,” I lie. “No one knows,” I attempt to reassure her, despite knowing at least AlfandWilks do.

Before today, Alf has been alright. It’s been Wilks who has been practically busting my balls day in and day out. Hanging this secret over my head any chance he can get.

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