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I finally take my chance and look at Knox’s face. Big mistake.
He looks guilty. And handsome.
Ugh. So handsome.
“I’ve got that situation handled,” he says breezily, leaning against the booth seat and stretching his arm across the back of it.
Directly behind me.
My lips barely curve upward. I know what they’re referring to.
The celibacy vow.
Boys are so stupid sometimes, I swear.
“You played a great game today,” I tell Cam.
He lifts his beer mug up in acknowledgement. “Thank you, but it’s not all me. I work with a great team.”
Ah, so modest. And including his teammates. I like that.
“You’re always pretty fucking stellar out on that field—Fields.” Knox grins.
Cam chuckles. “You’re the one who ran in that touchdown today.”
Knox shrugs. “It was only one.”
“Better than none. And we still kicked their ass.”
“Yeah, we did.” They clink their mugs together, beer sloshing onto the center of the table. Knox leans forward with the movement, his arm dropping onto my shoulders for the briefest moment, his fingers catching a few tendrils of my hair.
I turn to him, my eyes widening in shock, but he doesn’t acknowledge me, lifting his arm away from me like it was never even there.
Like he never ran his fingers through the ends of my hair, as if he wanted to test it. See how soft it is.
A couple of pretty girls, decked out in Golden Eagles gear, stop at our table, their eyes only for Cam as they start sweet-talking him. Everyone else at the table is involved in their own conversations.
Except for me and Knox.
I rest my arms on top of the table, curling my hands together as I scan the room in search of Nat and Derek, but they’re nowhere to be found. I’m dying of thirst—more like I need liquid courage to get through this moment. This entire night. I knew Knox would be here, but I didn’t think I’d be sitting next to him in a booth with his body heat seeping into me.
“You have fun at the game?” He readjusts himself, stretching his legs out beneath the table, his foot—surprise, surprise—nudging against mine.
Nodding, I glance over at him to find he’s watching me, his eyes full of curiosity and something else.
Wait, is that…hunger?
No way.
“It was a lot of fun,” I admit. “Thank you again for the tickets.”
“Glad you enjoyed yourself.” His elbow bumps against mine as he reaches for his mug. “You sure you don’t want any beer?”
“Natalie is bringing me back a drink.”
“Right. With Derek.” He nods, his gaze on the bar in the center of the room. “He’s not the commitment type.”
“Neither is Natalie.”
