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ChapterSixteen

Corie

These last few weeks have been busy and hectic and incredible, all rolled into one. Knox and I have been spending every spare minute together. I’ve been busy with my new job and learning the position. Holly has been amazing and showing me the ropes. Hectic, because again, learning a new job, but also, sneaking around with the man who’s been stealing all my free time. Incredible, for both the job and the man. It’s as if I’m living a dream life, and if that’s the case, I don’t ever want to wake up.

Speaking of waking up, I need to pull myself out of my thoughts and get back to work. I’m in the process of scheduling some social media posts for the weekend when there’s a knock at my door. Glancing up, I see Sally from human resources standing in the doorway. “Hi, Sally.”

“Corie, how are things?” she asks.

“Great. I’m getting my bearings,” I tell her. This is the end of my third week working for the Rampage, and I absolutely love it.

“That’s good to hear.” She steps inside, and I see a woman behind her. She looks to be close to my age, with blonde hair and big blue eyes. “Corie Reynolds, this is Rowan Mills. She’s our new assistant physical therapist.”

Standing, I walk around my desk to greet her and offer Rowan my hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“You, as well,” Rowan replies.

“Rowan won’t be joining us for a couple more weeks, but she stopped in today to complete her paperwork.”

“The dreaded paperwork,” I say with a groan, and we all chuckle. “It was nice to meet you, Rowan. Let’s plan to grab lunch when you’re here full-time.”

“That would be great. It will be nice to have an ally.”

“Perfect. We’ll let you get back to what you were doing,” Sally says. We say our goodbyes, and they move down the hall.

I’m trying to get back into work mode when my phone vibrates. I consider ignoring it but think better of it. When I see a new message from Knox, my heart stutters in my chest, and I’m glad I’m alone because I’m smiling at my phone like a love-sick fool.

Knox: It’s only been two days, and I don’t think I’m going to make it two more.

His words have my smile growing so wide, I fear my face might crack.

Me: Are you trying to tell me that you miss me?

Knox and I have hung out every day since the night we decided to see where this intense attraction takes us. It’s a gamble with both of our careers, but neither one of us can seem to stop. We haven’t slept together yet, but we know each other’s bodies intimately and should get a medal in kissing. I feel like we’re back in high school.

Knox: I miss the hell out of you, Corie girl.

Me: I might miss you, too.

Knox: Are you sure you can’t fly to Vegas for the game? I’ll buy your ticket.

Me: And how would we explain that?

The Rampage plays the Vegas Heat on Sunday in their final preseason game. They flew out yesterday afternoon to give the guys plenty of time to adjust to the time change and be well-rested for Sunday’s game.

Knox: Easy. I tell the world my girl wanted to come and watch her man play ball.

Me: You make it sound so simple.

Knox: It should be.

Me: You know I can’t.

Knox: Then you need to take a vacation day on Monday so I can spend the entire day with you.

Me: I’m still new. I can’t tell them today that I won’t be here on Monday.

Knox: Fine, but Monday evening is mine.

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