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Page 59 of Game on, Love

Offering it to her, she just stared at and I got a sense of Deja vu from the other morning I did it, and from the look in her eye, she did too. She stared at it for a second before shaking her head.

“Thank you. But I really am not in the mood anymore. And maybe I’m being over dramatic, but it wasn’t even like an ‘Oh, I’m sorry it was an accident’ because the guy had this smug look on his face afterwards, and when I didn’t take his opportunity to buy me a drink, he dismissed without so much so an apology.”

“You’re not being over-dramatic. We can go home if you want, but wouldn’t you rather walk in my hoodie than in your t-shirt?”

“I’m still going to smell like beer. There’s not much of a difference.”

“Sure, if you’d rather walk in that sticking to you. I mean, think about the fact that it was probably mixed with his saliva—”

Raina yelped, as if she hadn’t even thought about that and reached for the hem of her shirt that was tucked in and whipped it off her head in one swift motion.

Everything in me stilled.

Because there she was. Now, standing with only her lace bra—white, lace and absolutely stunning against her warm, brown skin.

I swallowed hard. If seeing her before had made my throat dry, I wasn’t sure if there was a word for how my mouth felt now. I let myself steal another moment before closing my eyes. While it was mostly out of respect, considering I’d riled up her a little, knowing how particular she was, it was also to make sure I still kept a hold of the little sanity I had left when I was around her.

She was absolutely stunning, and every time I looked at her, I felt my breath being knocked over me, but I wasn’t sure what was it about her that made me feel like a teenager. My heart wasracing under my chest, the warmth of her spreading all over me as I felt her take my hoodie from outstretched hand.

“I hate you.”

I opened my eyes, hoping that it was an indication that she was now dressed, yet when my gaze ran over her, covered in my hoodie that ended just above her skirt, it only made my heart beat faster.

Clearing my throat, I tried my best to make sure my voice wasn’t strained. “Let’s not start lying to each other, love. We both know you don’t.”

She slapped my arm, and I chuckled, opening the door for her. When she walked ahead of me, it was then I realised how much of an idiot I’d been. I’d worn one of my official team hoodies, and now my name was plastered in big letters over her back.

Something hit me square in the chest as it tried to tug on the last shred of my sanity but it was gone.

Iwas gone.

It was a little ridiculous how quickly and overwhelmingly I felt things for her, but I knew that not a single nerve in my body was against it.

Saying a silent prayer, I shut the door behind us as we walked. The crowd had raised the noise to another octave as we stood by the archway, trying to find Leah.

I looked down at Raina, only to find her looking at the bar, and though her gaze lingered for a second longer when I glanced in the direction and saw a group of guys, I connected the dots.

“You want to tell me which one it was?”

“Why?” She turned her gaze to me, a challenge in her eyes.

I shrugged. I hadn’t thought of a plan, all I knew was I didn’t like that she was upset. “I’ll avenge you. Prince Charming and all that.”

Her lips twitched, and I grinned as my gaze scanned the room again. Once I spotted Leah, I nudged Raina in her direction.

“Finally!” Leah exclaimed as we reached the small table she’d managed to find. “Unless you two were wrapped up in a hot make-out session, you owe me the next two rounds.”

Raina rolled her eyes as she waited by the table. “I’ll make you the poison of your choice if we go home.”

Leah pressed her lips, trying to figure out how exactly to get her to stay, but I jumped in.

“C’mon, stay for one drink. I’ll get them for you two so we can avoid any more spills.”

Her eyes narrowed at me, but there was no heat in them before she lifted her shoulder. “Fine.”

“Two beers then?”

She whacked me with the back of the sleeve, the fabric barely making an effect as it touched me in the middle of my chest, and I chuckled.




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