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“Just remember, you’ll still get plenty of playing time if you didn’t make varsity this season. Worst case scenario, you’ll continue to grow your skills as a player while you put in your time on the JV team along with every other freshman who tried out. Whatever happens, you’re a brick wall on the defensive line, and I have no doubt that you’ll prove yourself on the field.”
Ben’s chin jutted out. “If Coach didn’t see that I already proved myself during tryouts, then he wasn’t paying attention.”
I knew that Nixon agreed with that assessment because he’d told me the same, but he had refrained from saying it in front of Ben because he didn’t want to undermine the coach. Nudging Ben out of the way, I tapped the keyboard to refresh the page as I said, “There’s only one way to find out.”
All three of us stared at the screen as the site reloaded. The roster had been added while we were talking, and Ben leaned too close for me to see the names as he quickly scrolled down the list. But he didn’t leave us in suspense for long before he jumped to his feet and punched his fist in the air. “Yes!”
Nixon flashed me a grin. “I think it’s safe to assume he made the varsity team.”
“Yeah.” I tilted my head toward our son, who was now doing a celebration worthy of a touchdown. “That’s not the dance of a depressed teenage boy, that’s for sure.”
Ben turned toward us with a grin and leaned down to give me a hug. “Definitely not depressed, Mom. I made the varsity team as a freshman!”
“Of course, you did.” I beamed a smile at him. “You’re awesome.”
Nixon clapped him on the back when Ben gave him a quick hug, too. “Great job, kiddo.”
“Thanks. I’m gonna call Eli and let him know. ” He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, but it rang in his hand before he had the chance to unlock it. Tapping the screen, he put the device to his ear and said, “Did you see? I made it as a freshman, too.”
Eli had been the only player in his class to make the cut last year, and they were really hoping to be able to play together again. Ben chuckled at Eli’s response, waving over his shoulder at us as he walked away to talk to his best friend.
I flopped back against the couch and heaved a deep sigh of relief. “Phew, I’m glad to have that over and done with.”
“Now we just have the actual season to get through.” Nixon pulled me against his side and brushed a kiss against the top of my head.
“That’ll be easy.” I tilted my head back to grin up at him. “He’s your not-so mini me, after all.”
O LINE
The only reason Jordan Stallard agreed to a blind date was to get his mom off his back. He needed someone to attend an upcoming charity gala with him, but the first person he saw when he walked into the restaurant changed all his plans.
All it took was one look for Jordan to know that Wrenley Abrams was meant to be his. When he was stood up, he jumped at the chance to ask the beautiful hostess to go with him instead. Only he had no idea that Wrenley figured she was just stepping in as his fake date.
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JORDAN
Ididn’t do blind dates, but I was roped into one because it was impossible to tell my friend’s wife no. Naomi was a sweetheart, but she was also pregnant and hormonal. If I made her cry, Prentice, the New York Nighthawks’ quarterback, would beat my ass to a pulp—it didn’t matter how well I protected him on the field as an offensive lineman.
My reluctance didn’t have anything to do with Ember, my date. I’d met her a time or two, but we hadn’t really spoken beyond hello and goodbye. I didn’t know her well enough to be sure we’d be suited to each other.
In the end, I agreed because if this date went well, then it could solve my problem for the Spring Ball—a charity event for Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center—next month. Plus, I knew Naomi wouldn’t set me up with someone she didn’t believe I’d at least get along with.
It was a beautiful spring night in New York City, so I decided to walk from my Upper East Side condo to Daniel, the restaurant where I was meeting Ember. Coming from a high-society family meant I had connections to all the best places, though I rarely capitalized on it. But I’d wanted to make a good impression on Ember so she’d consider coming to the gala with me.
My best friend and roommate, Clay, had sent me a ridiculous meme about blind dates, and I was responding as I neared the entrance to the restaurant. With my head down, I wasn’t paying much attention, but then I heard someone speak, and my whole body erupted in flames. My gaze snapped to the podium, where the husky, sexy as fuck voice had come from, and I froze.
Curly, honey-blond hair bounced around the most beautiful face I’d ever seen. Her pale-green eyes were surrounded by thick lashes, making the color pop. And they sparkled as she smiled at the couple she was talking to. That smile…fucking hell, those plush red lips were lethal. A man could die happy with them wrapped around his cock.
She stepped out from behind the podium, and I had to force myself to keep my jaw from dropping. Her heart-shaped face made her look sweet, but as my perusal slid lower, I saw a body made for sin. She was tall and thick, perfect for a left tackle who stood over six and a half feet and was three hundred pounds of pure muscle.
Her curves made my mouth water. She had large tits that would spill out of my hands and were perfect for feeding big babies like mine would be. Wide hips I could grab onto while I impaled her on my long, fat cock. And legs that went on for miles.
Then she turned to lead the couple into the restaurant, and I almost fell to my knees at the sight of her epic ass. Big and round, I could leave the print of my entire hand on one of those squeezable cheeks.
When she disappeared inside, it was like a spell had been broken, and I shook my head as I tried to make sense of my thoughts. Since when was I into spanking? To my shock, just thinking the word had my dick—which had become fully erect during my inspection of the gorgeous woman—suddenly leaking.
I stalked to the hostess stand to hide my physical reaction and stealthily adjusted myself so that it was less obvious.
