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I walked in and looked for Nick as Joe glanced over. He smirked and I walked over to Nick to do some lifting, trying to ignore him. Sometimes when I spent the night with Emma, it reminded me of that night and I would get angry all over again.

I needed to keep my cool. For myself and the team, and for Emma.

CHAPTER 23

EMMA

The first home game in a while was coming up, and we practiced as much as the guys did, or at least it felt like it. We had a job to do.

I started staying at Jackson’s apartment on a nightly basis. It was amazing to make love every night and fall asleep in his arms. I loved every moment we had together. We were keeping things under the radar, but I knew that my feelings for him were written all over my face.

We were all at the stadium for the game and I sent him a quick text to wish him luck. It was risky but there was a good chance that he wouldn’t see it at all. They all turned off their phones and focused on the game and I put mine into my purse before I changed into my outfit.

Tonight my hair was curly and pulled up into a high ponytail. I had a dark winged liner on and red lipstick to give me the pin-up look, and I stood at the edge of the stands and looked over the field. The guys were coming out and the others started running along the stands. I followed, shooting two shirts into the audience as the cheerleaders started chanting.

The crowd went nuts, and I leaned against the railing out of the way of the fans to watch. I saw the guys split up and frowned when I noticed Jackson sitting down with his helmet off, looking dejected. Was he out for the entire game?

I kept watching, hoping to see him get up and run in but Jackson stayed on the sidelines. My spirits sank as he hunched over, barely watching the game while I forced myself to perform for the fans. We were winning, after all. Joe was doing great out there and ensuring a win as he usually did, and I looked at the smile on the coach’s face.

If this kept up, Jackson was going to snap. He was born to play football and was skilled at it. Leaving him on the bench wasn’t going to help anybody, and they’d lose a great player because Joe was a liar. I knew that he told a story about that night that caused Jackson to look like some sort of psychopath, as if Joe wasn’t at fault in any way. Joe made everyone believe him, but I knew that he had a dark side.

I did my job but turned the others down for dinner after the game. I went to Jackson’s place and unlocked the door with the key that I had, setting down the takeout on the counter. I hoped that it would cheer him up, and I sat down at the table, waiting for him. Jackson went out sometimes with the guys but tonight I knew that he wasn’t going to be in the mood.

I was right and soon he was unlocking the door. I’d showered and changed into a little lace teddy that Jackson liked, and he closed the door as he stared at me.

“Hey,” I met his eyes, seeing the disappointment as I smiled sweetly at him.

“What are you doing here? I thought you’d be out with everyone.”

Jackson dropped his bag and ran a hand through his hair as I walked up to him.

“I wanted to be here,” I said as I cupped his face. I leaned up to kiss him, feeling his hot mouth against mine as I closed my eyes. Jackson tilted his head and deepened it as he dragged his tongue against mine.

“I didn’t play one down. Not once.”

Jackson pulled away and then kissed me again as I slipped my arms around his neck. His kiss was needy, and I knew that he needed me not to talk, but to help get his frustrations out.

We made our way back to the bedroom where he tore off his shirt and tie before kissing me breathless again. I loosened his pants and slid them down as he pushed me down on the bed. Jackson was hard and naked as he pressed against me, kissing my lips and body as I dragged my fingers through his hair.

He moved down my body, making me come hard against his tongue as I cried out his name. Jackson crawled back up and asked me to turn over on my stomach, his voice rough with want. I did, craving him deep inside me as I raised my ass in the air. Jackson gripped my ass as he slid inside me, pumping hard as I moaned.

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