Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“You guys good over here?” he says as he cracks the bottle of water open.
I watch as he chugs the drink down. Even the movement of his throat is sexy as hell. I lick my own lips before my sister’s voice brings me out of my trance.
“You guys are a mess. Y’all fight and argue more than you play,” she teases.
He replaces the cap on the now empty bottle of water. “You guys should join us. It’s not tackle. We promise to be gentle.”
“I don’t have the right kind of shoes,” I say hoping to get out of this.
“You can play barefoot or borrow a pair of your sister’s socks or something.”
I look down at his bare feet. Most of the guys don’t have on shoes. I get ready to use my nephews as an excuse until I remember my mother picked them up twenty minutes ago.
“Come on, it will be fun,” he says and winks at me.
My cheeks heat. Those winks are killing me. Knight’s eyes are just so mesmerizing.
“I’m in,” Saga says with a mischievous grin on her lips.
I’m going to kill her. I wanted to leave hours ago. Much like last weekend, I’ve been held hostage here at my sister’s. Between her and Knight, every time I start inching toward the door, they pull me right back in.
Friends. I remind myself.
“Fine,” I mutter, slipping off my sandals.
“You guys are going to play?” Lord drones.
“Looks like it,” I say.
“Awesome, why don’t you come play with my team, sweetheart,” he replies with a smug grin.
I peek at Knight to see he has a scowl on his face. However, something crosses his eyes, and he starts to grin once again. I get a chill. This doesn’t look safe for me.
I get ready to beg off and carry my butt home when their cousin, Dwayne wraps an arm around my shoulders. I lean into the big teddy bear. He smells like smoke and cologne, but it’s not offensive.
“Oh, this should be fun. Saga you have to play on our team so we can watch you kick your husband’s ass,” Kegan, Dwayne’s brother says.
“Bring that bullshit if you want,” Bishop snorts.
“Oh, it’s on,” my sister purrs with her hands on her hips, while she glares at Bishop.
“Too much talking, let’s play,” Dwayne booms.
We all take our places, and the game begins. A new competitive spirit fills the air, but the playful aura remains. Not for nothing, I’m pretty good at football.
Growing up with Legend, his friends were always around to play, and I wanted to be cool and hang with them. The guys find out soon enough that both Saga and I can play. Saga is fast, but I have great hands.
Dwayne launches the ball toward me, and I catch it. I take off for the end zone, but strong arms wrap my waist and lift me off my feet. Knight’s laugh rumbles through me as he holds me to his chest.
“Hey, I thought we were playing touch football,” I holler when he finally places me on my feet, and I spin to face him.
He lifts his brow. “I did touch you,” he says and turns to saunter off.
“Oh, this is how we’re playing,” I mumble to myself.
The next time I’m tossed the ball, I know exactly where Knight is. I take off running as fast as my legs will carry me. I know he’s coming for me, but I move at top speed.
When his long legs bring him within arm’s reach, I pause, reverse directions and spin around him causing him to fall on his face when he goes to grab me again. I get to the end zone and can’t stop laughing. If he were playing touch football like we’re supposed to be, he more than likely would have stopped me.
My team surrounds me, and we have a celebration. I find Knight standing with a salty ass expression on his face and his arms folded over his chest. I toss him one of those winks he’s been giving me, and a tiny smile turns up one corner of his mouth.
I guess we can be friends.
Knight
I’m so fucking glad this game is over. It was all fun and games, plenty of laughs until Rem’s sweat started to make her T-shirt see through. She’s always talked that shit about having small tits.
Small my ass, they’re big enough to have a bounce and her nipples have been straining against the yellow bikini top she has on under that shirt. And here, I thought those tiny shorts were going to drive me crazy. I still don’t know what made me ask them to play.
“Knight,” she squeals when I wrap my arms around her and lift her off her feet.
Her laugh warms my soul. I’ll admit, other than being turned on the entire game and being pissed that my brothers and cousins could see through her shirt, I had a great time. I haven’t heard Rem laugh this much in … way too long.