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“I think you broke her,” Downy, the cute red-headed giant, said.
I snorted but continued along my path, thinking that a nap sounded pretty darn spiffy right now.
“She used to do that during high school, too. You wouldn’t even realize she was tired until she was laying on the field after the game,” Nico said, dropping down to one knee.
I rolled over onto my back to see all seven men leaning over me.
“I’m getting too old to play like that,” I panted.
He grinned. “You’re only twenty six.”
I waved an ambivalent hand. “Yeah, but I don’t recover like I used to.”
He grinned. “I have excellent stamina. Enough for the both of us.”
Before he could reply, the women and children entered the field, effectively putting a stop to anymore sexual innuendos.
“Holy crap,” Shiloh, James’ wife, exclaimed. “I wanna be you when I grow up!”
I’d been introduced to the other members of Kilgore SWAT this morning before we started playing.
The two wives, Shiloh and Reese, had showed up at half time with their kids. Reese belonging to Luke, and Shiloh belonging to James.
“I doubt it. I have arthritic knees, and I’m pretty sure my lower half won’t function for another half hour,” I gasped.
They all laughed, except Nico, who was busy staring down at my exposed stomach.
I looked down and noticed my scar was revealed, so I yanked it down quickly, covering it before anyone could ask where the scar had come from.
I wasn’t embarrassed about it, nor was I ashamed.
I just didn’t want to ruin the good day by explaining the scar, which I knew would be a mood killer.
Especially in front of a bunch of macho men that I knew wouldn’t like the fact that little old me had been hurt once upon a time.
“I think I need a hamburger,” I groaned as I sat up.
Nico didn’t move, which made the new position a very intimate one, seeing as we were nearly face to face and he was still kneeling over me.
He moved, albeit slowly, as the rest of his team spread out and started talking about what Nico was making for dinner.
Nico and his teammates apparently had get-togethers once a month to ‘promote team health’ as their chief liked to call it. There, they were supposed to go over the past months’ events, and talk about them. Making sure everyone’s emotions were on track and in working order.
What apparently happened was that they drank beer and ate fattening food.
Coincidentally, I liked to do both, which was a bonus since Nico had practically demanded that I be there for it.
“Anything you want, niña,” Nico teased as he stood up and helped me to my feet.
I must’ve underestimated by ability to stand, because the moment my feet straightened and I put weight on them, I caught a Charlie horse in my leg that nearly took me down to my ass again.
Nico caught me up to his chest, and I started to whine. “Oh, my God. It’s in my butt. Owww!”
I was drawing attention to myself, but the pain of the cramp was excruciating.
I tried in vain to work the cramp out of my left ass cheek, but gave up when Nico’s hand replaced my own, rubbing in a slow, rough circle on the cheek of my ass.
I sighed as he slowly worked the Charlie horse out with movements that could rival a god.
“I can’t say that I’ve ever had one of those before,” I sighed when the cramp became little more than an annoying discomfort, allowing me to finally realize just how close Nico and I were standing.
My wet, sweaty body was plastered up against his and I reluctantly withdrew from his arms.
It might have been just me, but I almost felt like he was reluctant to let me go, too.
What are you doing Georgia Valentine? This is a bad…bad idea.Chapter 5Does it feel weird to have a penis between your legs?
-Georgia to Nico
Nico
“What’s going on?” I asked as I walked up to the closest cop.
His name was Stoddard, and he was one of the most experienced cops on the force.
We were at the site of a traffic accident, and it looked like everyone was okay, and all the cars were moved, save for a few patrol cars and an older model truck. Which was why I couldn’t figure out what the holdup was.
I’d parked nearly thirty cars back, and pulled off the side of the road
“There’s an altercation between a few of the motorists. The guy in the truck refuses to move his truck because he says there’s something down in the river, and he wants someone to look at it.” Goddard shook his head. “He threw his keys down there in hopes that we’d look, and I’m now waiting for a tow truck.”
I walked to the bridge, scanning the water. “What does he say is in there?”
Goddard walked up next to me and looked down at the muddy water of the Sabine with me. “He says he saw something black when he was driving by, but I don’t see anything.”
“Black as in a vehicle, or black as in a fish?” I asked.
The man in question started yelling, pointing down at something in the water.
At first I didn’t see it, thinking the man was batshit just like Goddard did, but then I saw what looked to be like a rounded…something, covered in black, bobbing up and down with each current of water.
I walked down the road and rounded the edge of the bridge, staying along the bank as I continued to scan the water in the area I’d last seen the flash of black.
From this angle, though, I could definitely tell that something was there.
A man had his boat docked on the edge of the boat ramp, waiting for the commotion of the accident to settle down before he left.
I walked up to him and offered him my hand.
He looked like he’d been on the river for the last forty years. His skin was craggy and sun drenched. Deep laugh lines lined his mouth and eyes.
