Page 16 of Cupid Games


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She whirled around and stepped away from him. “Zach.”

Gazing at her, his face seemed concerned.

“Meet me at the Cupid grill at six o’clock,” he said.

“You’re asking me to dinner? Right here in front of everyone.”

“No, I’m telling you to meet me there. We need to talk without prying eyes and ears.”

What was going on? Why would he want to talk to her?

“What’s this about?”

For a moment, he shook his head. “It’s not a date. It’s a chance for us to talk. Unless you want me to take all the greased jock straps and hang them in your office, be there.”

A smile spread across her face.

“I thought you would enjoy the jock straps,” she said, turning back to the court. “Janice, block her or she’s going to run over you.”

He leaned in and she could smell the mixture of manliness and sweat. He’d been outside working with his boys and while it was only the end of January, the Texas sun could be warm.

A trickle of awareness spiraled through her as she breathed deeply.

“Are you coming?”

Oh, there were so many responses she could make to that comment, but it wouldn’t be appropriate. A big smile crossed her face.

“I’ll be there,” she said as she flipped her hair back. “Now go on, you’re interrupting my practice.”

What was she doing agreeing to meet him someplace to talk? She’d given the man the opportunity to end this dangerous game they were playing, and he didn’t seem to want to stop.

And now he was asking her to dinner? He said it wasn’t a date, but her Spidey senses were all a tingle clear to her center. And actually, she would have been so happy if he asked her to dinner as a date.

Something was up.

Suddenly there was a scream as two of the girls ran into each other and ended up falling on the floor.

“Watch where you’re going, bitch,” Beverly said, jumping up and standing over the smaller girl. Already she’d learned that Beverly could be a bully.

Alice was the sweetest girl, and she was lying on the floor, holding her head.

Emily made her way to the girl, who was trying to sit up.

“Are you all right?”

“Yes,” the girl said with a sigh.

“You tripped her,” Jessica, one of the strongest members of the team, said. “Why are you trying to injure your own teammates?”

Crap, she hadn’t seen what was going on because Zach had distracted her.

“Stop,” she said. “We’re a team. We don’t hurt each other. I didn’t see what happened, but Beverly if you deliberately tripped her, I will bench you for the rest of the season. We support one another and play together. We help each other.”

“She can’t play,” Beverly said in a whine. “She’s terrible.”

Oh, if only Beverly knew how close to being benched she was. And she shouldn’t be bragging about her talents because she was a good blocker and that was it. She couldn’t hit a basket if was held right in front of her.

“Alice is a good player, and every day, she’s getting better. She’s focused and knows the goal is to win the next eleven games. Every day, all of you are getting better.”

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