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“Tank. You ready?”
“Of course, I’m ready.” He flexed his arms in a Superman pose. “That O-line can’t stop me.”
“That’s right, and I expect three sacks from you.”
“I’ll have at least five. Probably more.” He held out his fist to me. “Bet on it.”
“I’m going to hold you to it.” I bumped his fist with mine.
“For you, I’d do anything.”
“Tank, if you touch her again, I’ll break your goddamn neck.” Axel materialized out of the blue, clenching his fists and glowering at his teammate.
My jaw dropped, but Tank just laughed, thinking Axel was playing. “’Sup, man, you ready to get it tonight?”
Axel looked like he was about to attack him. “Did you not hear what I said?” he asked, deathly calm. “Get the fuck away from her. Now.”
“Hey, man. What’s your problem?” Tank seemed completely puzzled because Axel never threatened teammates. He was the motivator on the team. The happy-go-lucky guy who didn’t give a shit about anything but winning and showing up everyone on the field.
“Come closer, Tank, and I’ll give you an explicit demonstration.” He took on a crazed smile while his eyes shone like a feral animal.
“Bro.” Tank laughed nervously, as though he were afraid or unsure of his teammate and what he would do. He was pushing 6’5” and stocky, built like a tank, hence the name. Axel wasn’t quite as tall, but he was pure compact muscle and looked threatening and imposing. Apparently, even to the tough defensive lineman who ate quarterbacks for breakfast because he raised his hands in a gesture of peace. “You’re crazy, man. Why don’t you save your aggression for the game?”
“I’ll bring it like I always do. But you better stay the fuck away from her.” Axel slapped his chest hard with his fist. “You feel me?”
Tank waved his hand at him in acknowledgment, and I stood there in awe of how those two didn’t go at it with the way Axel was threatening our star defensive lineman.
Although he was trying not to engage Axel in an altercation, Tank turned my way and gave me a kind smile before he walked off. Axel took another step closer, and I could see how his broad chest constricted and expanded under his jersey. I also caught the brunt of his intense glare directed at me.
I was tired of his hot-and-cold behavior today. I didn’t know why he felt the need to be in my business and then push me away for no reason. He didn’t have that right.
“What’s your problem?” I asked, with my hands on my hips.
“Myproblem?” He closed in on me to where there was barely an inch between us. “My problem is that you are out here, in my space, in my domain, trying to fucking distract me.”
“Excuse me?” I sputtered. What did that even mean? He was the one who kept approaching me, engaging me for some insane reason, when all I wanted was to work in sports medicine and not screw up this opportunity. This internship was one of the few things that had kept me sane these last few months.
“You know exactly what you’re doing. Out here stirring up trouble with the players.”
Was he actually serious? “Do you hear how ridiculous you sound?”
“It’s not ridiculous if it’s the truth.” He lifted his hand to my face like he wanted to touch me but stopped himself, curling his fingers into a fist. “Just be warned, Hardcore. Stick to your job and stop inciting the players, or someone will get seriously injured to the point that no amount of ‘physical therapy’ will help them.”
He didn’t smirk or leave a comment with a smile. Axel had made a threat. A serious threat to me. Throwing up my hands in frustration, I stepped back, not wanting to engage in this conversation. “Fine. Whatever.Youdoyourjob on the field and let me do mine. And stay out of my business.” I turned and stomped away before I drew any attention to myself because Axel damn sure didn’t care about being in the spotlight, as I’d witnessed game after game this season. He was a star, and everywhere he went, people followed. He didn’t seem too bothered about who heard us arguing. However, I didn’t think anyone was around, but you never knew.
I’d only gone a few yards before I heard footsteps padding behind me. Glancing over my shoulder, Axel was trotting up to me with a football cradled in his arm and determination oozing from his demeanor. He bent down to me. “As long as you’re on the same field as me, I will be in your business.”
Axel
“You ready?” Nick slapped me on my shoulder pads as he scanned the field.
“Yeah.” I glanced over and saw Natalie talking to one of our offensive linemen and checking his ankle. My hand involuntarily clenched at my side. Goddammit. I needed to get a grip. She was a trainer and doing her job, just like the twenty other Hillside staff on the field, but the more I was around her, the more anyone getting her attention pissed me off.
Forget about the part where I had a raging hard-on after she worked out my hamstrings. I nearly lost it on the massage table and fought myself from yanking her underneath me to work out my aching cock. That was a little concerning. More than a little concerning.
“You sure? Why are you bothering that poor girl?” Nick nodded in her direction.
“I’m not.”
