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“Don’t you dare do that,” I yell at him.
“Excuse me?”
“Don’t you dare give up. You are too damn good and worked too hard.” I take a step toward him. “I’m not letting you give up.”
“Oh?”
I can see a twinkle in his eye. Is he enjoying this?
I shake the realization out of my head.
“Really. I’ll come up with a plan. We will start work tomorrow.”
“Whatever you say, princess. Just, uh, know that I am okay if it doesn’t…”
“It will. I will fix this.”
“I love your determination,” he says. He walks past me and presses a kiss to my temple. “Actually, I love everything about you.”
“Carter,” I warn.
“I know, I know. Friends.”
Chapter28
Carter
“What do you mean you’re not going to be able to play anymore?” Cody asks.
It’s the first time I’ve been able to visit him since he started the program. I want to know how he’s doing, not talk about my stupid arm.
I’m not thrilled with the idea of my football career being over, but what can I do? There was no way I was going to let that asshole Garrison attack Lexie. I did what I had to do and would do it again in a heartbeat.
Let’s not forget the fact that if I’m not playing for Coach Masterson, he has nothing to say about me dating his daughter. Okay, he can still have an issue, but I don’t have to give a damn if I am not his employee.
“How are you? How’s the program going?”
“Damn it, Carter, don’t avoid the question,” Cody says. “Tell me what’s going on.”
I sigh. “I went to talk to Lexie, and… Do you remember Aaron Garrison?” Cody nods.
Aaron is a dick, probably one of the worst guys in the league, though I still never thought he would have done what he did to Lexie. Christ, it took everything in me not to kill him. This wasn’t my first run-in with him. If I have anything to say about it though, it will be my last.
“I walked in and found him trying to…” The idea, the visual still makes me sick to my stomach. “Christ, I can’t even say it. He was forcing himself on her.”
“Jesus,” Cody says, running his hand over his face. “So, you punched him?”
“Let’s just say it’s a good thing his football helmet covers his face.”
“And you fucked up your arm?”
I nod.
“Isn’t there anything you can do? Surgery? Therapy? Anything?”
“The doctor said there’s a slight chance.”
“Then you better be getting your ass to work.” Cody gets up and starts pacing the room. “Fuck, this is all my fault.”
