Page 76 of The Break Down

“Better than good, Red.”

She smiles, and it is stunning.

“I’ll see you after practice. Go do your thing,” she replies.

She’ll be here. Waiting for me. After practice.

YES!

And that’s it.

No take backs.

No hiding.

Just us.

Here.

Together.

And yeah—practice is going to be hell, the teasing will be nonstop, and I’m pretty sure Finley’s about to get a whole lot of attention from the boys she’s been filming for weeks.

But it doesn’t matter because I meant what I said.

She’s mine.

And the whole world is about to find out just how serious I am about keeping this sassy-mouthed redhead.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO-FINLEY

The new media tent smells like fresh turf, overworked camera batteries, and at least two of the rookies’ body spray attempts gone wrong.

I can’t get over how many changes were made to the campground in just a week.

They’re good though. All modern conveniences. Better Wi-Fi. A half a dozen designated areas with shade and electricity to work.

It certainly makes my job easier.

It’s spring now, but soon it will be summer, and having adequate cover from the constant sun is exactly what someone with my complexion needs.

I don’t like to talk in stereotypes, but my skin is pale and I burn easily. My job, however, requires me to be outdoors. Filming and snapping shots of the team and turning that into fodder for the masses.

Tasteful fodder. But still.

I’m hunched over my laptop, editing a reel of Koa from yesterday’s practice.

He’s become something of a fan favorite. Or maybe it’s just because my attention has been on him.

No worries though. I plan to give each of the guys a highlight post and reel.

Especially the new players who’ve been headhunted from across the whole country. Luca Warden comes to mind, and I jot a note to feature him soon.

Then my attention is back on the shots I got of Koa.

He is soaked in sweat, shirtless, and yelling at someone.

It shouldn’t be sexy, but he looks so good. Rugged and hot as fuck in the most erotic way possible.

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