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Any thoughts of relaxing flew right out the window when we saw Radleigh McCoy waiting by the entrance to the apartments, casually leaning against the wall. The moment he spotted me, he straightened and squared his shoulders as if preparing for battle.
My stomach lurched.
“Freya, does he usually lurk outside your apartment?”
She shook her head, her blonde ponytail swinging wildly. “He’s never been here before.”
“Oh joy. This should be fun.”
As we approached, McCoy smiled and eyed our insane amount of bags. “Looks like you’ve been busy.”
“What do you want?”
Unfazed by the bluntness in Freya’s tone, he said, “I wanted to talk to Leah.”
“Can’t it wait until work?”
He shrugged. “I guess, but I’m here now.”
Freya silently asked if I needed her to stay and I shook my head. How much trouble could he cause in broad daylight? She took my bag from me and headed inside, glancing back before she ducked into the lift.
The second she disappeared out of sight, McCoy stepped towards me, pressing me against the door. He placed his hands either side of me, trapping me, and my breath caught in my throat at the suddenness with which he’d advanced. He leaned in closer, not with any force, just so our bodies lightly touched.
Oh, he smells good.
He usually smelled like the other players, a weird aroma of grass combined with sweat. I’d never been close to him when he was freshly showered. The scent and his unexpected nearness made my head spin a little.
“We need to talk.”
“So talk. But get the hell off me unless you want to hear me scream.”
With a hint of a smile, he dropped his hands to his sides. “I think we should make a deal.”
“What could you possibly offer me that I would want?”
Apart from you not to smell so good.
“I’ll leave you alone and be a good little boy and in return, you start being nicer to me in front of my friends.”
“You’re kidding?” I asked, my eyes narrowing. “You came all the way over here because I made one tiny dig at you in front of Bryce? He should be aware of what you’re like without me having to enlighten him.”
“Well, he’s known me long enough to accept all my faults, not that I have many, but that’s not the point. Some people don’t kno
w me so well. You included.”
“I know enough.”
“Maybe you’re wrong.”
“Sure. You shoved me up against the door because you’re a kind, sensitive guy, not because you get horny every time a woman so much as looks at you.”
“Not all women.”
His eyes locked on to mine and it became glaringly obvious how he charmed so many into bed. With well-timed words and a face that would have made Greek gods envious, Radleigh McCoy possessed all the skills to charm a girl’s pants off.
“You’ve got yourself a deal,” I said. “But if you make even one more inappropriate suggestion towards me I will not be responsible for my actions.”
A filthy grin spread across his face. “Is that a promise?”
