Page 17 of Scoring Chance

“I’m going to have to teach him how to talk to pretty women.”

My jaw dropped, and I was grateful once again that he was looking at the ground so he couldn’t see the effect his words had on me.

“Since I’m his captain, I feel a bit responsible.” He leaned up on his elbows and met my eyes. “Can I make it up to you sometime?”

A shirtless Kevin Adams was asking me out. Was this a prank?

I swallowed and forced a smile. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”

I barely contained the giggle bubbling in my throat before he lowered his head again. My shoulders dropped in relief.

“Too bad. I would have liked to show you how a gentleman should treat you.”

I nearly groaned. Why oh why didn’t I meet him on the street? Or at a cafe? Or literally anywhere other than my place of work?

“You’re too kind. I don’t mind the nickname though. I’ve heard that one before.”

He chuckled deeply, and I blew out a breath. Way to play it off.

I managed to finish his treatment, and see the remaining two players, without completely embarrassing myself or injuring them. By the end of the day, I was mentally and physically exhausted.

I was sitting down in the break area massaging my temples when Madi walked in. “You survived.”

I met her curious gaze. “Yeah, that was quite the day.”

“You handled it well. Better than some, actually.”

“What do you mean?”

She smiled, looking a bit guilty. “That was sort of a test.”

I leaned back and dropped my hands in my lap. “What are you talking about?”

“When a new person starts, we have them work with some of our most high profile clients to see how they handle it. We want to make sure they remain professional and don’t let the fame impact their work.”

“Do you think I did that?”

She shook her head, looking pleased. “Not at all. In fact, you did better than I did.”

I raised a single brow. “Really?”

“Yeah, and I didn’t have Kevin Adams flirting with me.”

I groaned and dropped my head into my hands. “He even asked me out.”

“Oh, that’s so cruel,” she said, laughing.

I glared up at her. “You put him up to that?”

She held up her hands. “No. No one ever tells them anything. That was real.”

That made me feel better, for a second, then I remembered one of the hottest men on the planet had asked me out, and I had to turn him down.

“I deserve an award.”

She nodded emphatically. “I honestly wouldn’t have blamed you for accepting. Losing a job might be worth it.”

I thought about it and agreed. “Probably.”