Page 49 of Offside and Off-Limits

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Me:

Seriously? That's amazing!

ChronicWarrior88:

You're the one who’s amazing. I'm just the lucky schmuck who found you.

I blow out of breath. Even just a couple weeks ago if Warrior had said something like that to me my heart would have expanded to twice its size.

But that was before Cade.

Me:

You’re so sweet, but it's you doing the work, not me.

ChronicWarrior88:

Thanks to you. Talk tomorrow?

Me:

Sure.

ChronicWarrior88:

Night, beautiful

Me:

Night.

I pull off the warm blanket covering my legs and instantly feel the chill. The heating went off a good thirty minutes ago, and that's my signal to head to bed. As I'm brushing my teeth, my phone pings once more. Assuming it's Warrior again, I pick it up and am surprised to see a message from Cade. And of course my heart leaps.

Cade:

Triple, I hope it's not too late at night to message you but I had an idea while I was working out with some of the guys.

He’s refusing to give that nickname up, and I admit, I’m not mad about it. Even if it isn’t exactly professional. But then the other night at his place with Hannah and Benny wasn’t exactly professional, either.

Cade:

Shirtless, in case you were wondering.

Of course he is. I ignore the reference in my message back to him.

Me:

For what?

Cade:

It’s about Hannah.

I pull my browstogether. Hannah?

My phone rings in my hand, making me jump.

I spit out the toothpaste in my mouth and give it a quick rinse. “Hi, Cade,” I say as my pulse begins to return to normal. Or at least as normal as it gets around him, which isn’t really normal at all.

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