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“And you showed up on time for weightlifting the next morning without a single complaint,” Prentice added.
“Not so sure I’m gonna be able to keep from complaining today. The defensive line coach wants us to watch some video, so I won’t be able to leave anytime soon,” Nixon muttered. “Are you gonna be okay doing dinner on your own? He’s bringing in food for us.”
I waved him away. “Go. I’ll be fine.”
“I’m sorry to make you come back and get me later,” he said with regret.
“Did you drive?” Prentice asked, his dark eyes trained on me.
I nodded. “Yeah, one of the guys picked Nixon up this morning on his way to the stadium.”
“Leave your car here,” he suggested. “I’ll give you a ride, and he can take it home when Coach is done with him.”
Nixon smiled gratefully. “Thanks. I hate to have her waiting around to be my chauffeur.”
“It’s no problem,” Prentice replied with a casual wave.
“Works for me,” I said, somehow managing to keep my excitement out of my tone. I pulled my keys from my purse and handed them to my brother.
“You’re the best, Mims.” He dropped a quick kiss on the top of my head, took the keys, and then jogged toward the tunnel where most of his teammates had gone while we were talking.
“As long as you’re free,” Prentice murmured once we were alone. “Maybe you’d let me take you to dinner?”
With butterflies swirling in my belly, there was only one answer I could give. “Yes, please.”
“Great.” He laced his fingers through mine to tug me into the building. My heart raced as we walked hand-in-hand all the way to the locker room door. “Wait for me here. I won’t be long.”
“Okay,” I quickly agreed, leaning against the wall while he strode away from me. Although he said he would be quick, I was surprised to see him come back out less than ten minutes later, his dark hair visibly damp from the shower. “Wow, that was fast.”
My ovaries just about exploded when he winked at me. “I can move like lightning with the proper motivation.”
“That you can,” I murmured, loving the implication that his desire to spend time with me had been what had made him rush in and out of the locker room.
As we walked to the parking lot, he asked, “How about a movie after dinner?”
Extra alone time with Prentice? Count me in! “That sounds great. Where are you taking me?”
“Home.”
That sounded perfect to me.
8
PRENTICE
Imade Naomi another of my favorite dishes and thoroughly enjoyed her company while I cooked.
“You grow your own herbs?” she asked when I picked a bit of cilantro from the mini salsa garden on my windowsill.
“I told you, baby. It’s all about the quality. The freshest herbs are the ones I grow myself.”
She grinned and shook her head, then her cheeks bloomed with pink, and she murmured, “You cook, you grow your own ingredients, you're sexy and sweet…I easily could become addicted to you, Prentice Wright.”
I grinned and winked at her. “I’m counting on it.”
Naomi’s cheeks turned pink, but her smile made it clear that I’d said the right thing.
We talked about everything and nothing while we ate, then she insisted on helping me do the dishes. It felt natural, like we were moving in a comfortable rhythm as if we’d always been together.
