Page 23 of Ready to Snap
“Oh, really? And what’s that?”
“Get dressed and I’ll show you. Come find me when you’re done.”
“Come find you?” I chuckle. “It’ll take me six months to find you. You’ll need to send in a rescue crew. This place is huge!”
“I’ll be next door,” He smacks my ass, making me yelp, then leaves without another word.
I finish removing the rogue mascara and change into his clothes. The pants are incredibly comfortable—only a size or two up from what I wear. The shirt is a Cougars training tee with the team logo on the front. I turn it over and smile to myself.Darling.Seventeen. It’s one step away from a letterman’s jacket or class ring—definitely possessive. I tug it on and glance over my shoulder in the mirror, chastising myself for loving how I’m being branded by the sexy-as-sin quarterback.
Following the mouth-watering smell of pineapple and Canadian bacon, I find Will in his home theater room beside the gym. There’s a small table off to the side with the pizza, a bottle of wine, and another of whiskey. He’s plating pizza from the smaller box, and his smile lights up the whole room when he spots me.
“Hey, gorgeous. Take a seat. I only brought wine and whiskey from upstairs, but there are sodas and bottled water down here.”
“Water would be great.” I settle in the front row, in what appears to be a loveseat or a massive double recliner. He hands me a plate with two slices of Hawaiian pizza and a bottle of water, then pulls up a tray from the left side of theseat. “Thank you.” After he plates his own pizza, he lifts a tray tucked into the right side of the seat next to me and sets it down. “So, what are we watching?”
With a few clicks of the remote, it only takes me a minute to figure out what the movie is—How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.
“We don’t have to watch this.”
“You said it was your favorite.” He takes a large bite and shrugs. Once he’s done chewing, he adds, “But don’t get any ideas of trying to lose me in a week and a half. I don’t scare off easily.”
“You’ve seen this one?”
“Of course. My mom loves it.” Considering how well Mary and I get along, I'm not surprised we have the same taste in movies.
“Then you better not make a bet that I’ll fall in love with you,” I tease, taking a bite. I’d forgotten how amazing Tony’s is and have to keep from moaning.
With his pizza halfway to his mouth, he pauses and chuckles, “Oh, I don’t need to make a bet. You’re absolutely going to fall in love with me.”
“Just because every woman you meet falls head over heels, Darling, doesn’t mean I will.”
“We’ll see about that.” He offers his usual wink and returns to finishing his pizza.
As soon as we’re done, he clears the trays and drapes a blanket over our legs. With how he’s been doting on me, he’s probably right—Iamgoing to fall for him. We put up the footrests, and he slides his hand into mine, weaving our fingers together. It’s comfortable, like we’ve been doing thisfor years. I rest my head on his shoulder, and I’m so comfortable that I’m struggling to keep my eyes open.
I must’ve dozed off, because the next thing I know, I’m in bed, my face pressed against a solid chest.
“Hey, gorgeous,” Will murmurs sleepily. “Hope I didn’t wake you with my snoring. I don’t normally sleep on my back.”
“You didn’t. Where are we? What time is it?”
“Well, this is my bed and it’s”—he glances over at his alarm clock—“just after two.”
“How did I get here?”
“I carried you.”
“Shit. I’m so sorry I passed out,” I manage through a yawn.
“It’s okay. Go back to sleep. I have to be up in a few hours for a quick workout, then we have a busy day ahead of us. We both need our rest.”
“I actually have a light schedule. Your bed is pretty amazing—maybe I’ll sleep in until noon.”
“I wish you could, but…”
I prop myself up on my elbow. “What?”
“A photo leaked from the restaurant,” he winces. “I was plugging in my phone for the night when I noticed an email from my agent. The pic was innocent, but we have to talk to HR and a lawyer first thing in the morning.”
