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I open my door and go in to grab a wheelchair. Rylan gets Declan seated in it, but not without a bunch of wincing and cursing.

“I’m going to park the car with Rylan. You okay?” I say to Aubrey, dipping to get in her line of vision.

“Yeah. Go.” She waves me off.

I climb into the passenger seat. We wait for Aubrey to get Declan through the sliding doors, then Rylan goes around and parks in the designated area.

He turns off the car and looks at me. He opens his mouth, but before he can say a word, I cross over the console and smash my lips to his.

Twenty-Two

Rylan

After Dori’s birthday party, I’d check on Calista from time to time to make sure she was doing okay. She managed to get her grades up and was put back on the team.

Two years had passed since then, and we’d both been making sure our soccer careers took off. I ended up graduating before her and was drafted to Chicago. She sent me a nice text message offering her congratulations and saying how she always knew I’d be the number one pick someday.

And then came her turn. She got drafted to Chicago, too, and from what I gathered from her social media, she lived with a group of girls in Chicago. It really was ridiculous how little the female players were paid versus the men. But in every picture, she was happy and smiling.

I sat at a restaurant table with my date, Candice. She was a nurse in the children’s wing of one of the hospitals in Chicago, and we’d met when I was doing a celebrity visit last week. When she left the table to go to the bathroom, I pulled out my phone to pass the time. The first thing I saw on Instagram was a picture of Calista wearing a very short dress with three of her fellow players.

I couldn’t resist any longer and sent her a DM.

Hey. When do I get to take you out for congratulations?

A message popped up almost immediately.

Did Rylan Greene just slide into my DMs? If only the girls knew.

Remember, that’s not all I’ve slid into when it comes to you.

Dirty. Keep talking. ;)

I looked up and there was still no sign of Candice. It felt wrong doing this while I was on a date with another woman. It was an asshole move to be sure, but when it came to Calista, I’d never had any control over myself.

Drop your friends and meet me at my place.

Oh, Mr. Greene, you think I’m that easy?

I’ll make it worth it. And I’ve never thought you were easy. I just thought I was your soft spot.

You’re my kryptonite. All my walls crumble with you.

The feeling was mutual. I had wanted to give her time, let her secure her future on the team before I actively went after her. I told myself just last week to give her more time—the first year in the league would be hard and I didn’t want my presence in her life to add to that stress. But her dress… fuck me. I hammered another message.

Tell me where you’re going.

Find me and you can have me.

She snapped an obscure picture that made it hard to tell her location, but there was a line outside, so I knew it was a club.

Okay Red Riding Hood, the Wolf is on the hunt.

“Sorry, I got a call from my mom, and she didn’t understand what I meant when I said I was on a date. It’s been that long.” Candice laughed and sat down.

How had I completely forgotten about her? I was such an asshole.

“That’s okay, I have to call it a night anyway.” I raised my hand to the passing waiter for the check.

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