Page 65 of More Than A Game


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I step into him. “Nat gave Declan Annabelle’s phone number and didn’t tell her.”

“My mom mentioned something about Dec going to the fundraiser, but she didn’t mention Annabelle. Apparently, she and Coach Sinclair are going, too.” He slings his arm around my shoulders, and I hide my face against his chest, then groan.

“Crap. I meant to tell you that. My mom mentioned it a few days ago.”

“The fun of living in a small town, I guess. Oh well.” Murphy moves his hands to my face pulling my lips to his.

The catcalls and whistling immediately start from our friends. I think Nattie may be the loudest.

Traitor.

I lean in, wrapping both arms around Murphy’s shoulders and flip them all off behind his back.

Murph pulls back and touches his forehead to mine. “I’ve got to get inside to lift, then head to Psych. You wanna come over tonight after practice?”

I slide my arms down and grab his waist under his hoodie. My hands are cold, and his skin is always so warm. “Ugh. I wish I could. I’ve got so much work to get through tonight. Can I take a rain check?”

He runs his fingers through my sweaty, post-yoga ponytail. “I’ll call you tonight, Princess.”

“Bye, Murph.” If I were in a cartoon, little bubble hearts would be bouncing above my head now. When did I get in this deep?

He heads inside to the gym with the guys, and Nattie walks over to where I’m stuck in place, watching him.

She links her arm through mine. “Damn, girl. You two are on fire.” She hip-checks me. “It’s so awesome to see the mighty Murphy finally fall.”

I roll my eyes, but it’s a front. I love that she thinks he’s falling.

Hope she’s right.

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