Page 74 of Sweet Temptation
That’s it. That’s when it explodes. That’s when Coach wins us over.
“Kings don’t just win games. Kings build legacies.” He takes a step back, like he always does as he reminds us of the words of his father. “This is another step in building your legacy, gentlemen. This is your kingdom. This is your game. This is your team. You want the perfect season? You want the dream ending? One game down, men. Twenty more to go to get yourselves that ring. Go fucking win it. Take what’s yours. Leave your mark.”
And with that, we all raise our helmets.
“Kings on three.”
“Kings,” echoes around the locker room as we all run out to the tunnel, ready to destroy Green Bay.
“Great fucking game, man.” Camden drops down next to me. A towel wrapped around his waist and his head in his hands. “I thought we were gonna lose it there for a minute. Nice pick. Seriously.”
“Thanks.” I run the towel over my hair, hiding my face. No doubt, I look like a kid who just touched his first tit, I’m smiling so big right now. My first pick that I ran in for a touchdown, and it was our first home game of the season. Now that’s a good fucking feeling.
“You got plans tonight, Camden?” Linc asks from my other side. “My family is doing dinner.”
“Thanks for the offer, man. But I can’t. I gotta get home.” He throws his suit pants on and grabs his shirt.
“You got a girl waiting for you, Monroe?” I ask as I get dressed, anxious to see my own girl.
“Yeah, she’s two months old, and her nanny is about a hundred and two. You want to switch places, Beneventi?”
Fuck.
“You’ve got a kid?” Leave it to Linc to state the obvious. Not that I’m not shocked to hear it too. “Since when?”
I cringe, and Camden stares at him, probably wondering if he’s taken too many hits to his head. “Yeah, man. For about two months now.” He grabs his wallet from the shelf and checks his phone. “Life is fucked up and changes fast. Words of wisdom for the day. See you guys tomorrow.”
I wait for Camden to walk away before I smack the back of Linc’s head. “Did you seriously ask him how long he’d been a dad after he said he had a two-month-old kid?”
“Shit. I guess I did.” He shrugs and slides his shirt on. “Come on, man, don’t bust my balls. We just won. And now I get to watch you get your balls busted at dinner. It’s a great fucking day.”
I think about Lexie upstairs, hopefully in my fucking jersey, and yeah... it’s a great fucking day.
Lexie is waiting upstairs when I make my way up there, and possession roars in my chest when my girl smiles at me with my number on the front of her jersey and what I know is my name stretched across her back. This woman is everything, whether she believes it or not, and I’ll spend my last fucking breath making sure she knows it, if that’s what it takes.
“Lucky,” she squeals and throws herself at me. Her arms circle my neck, and her legs wrap around my waist as I catch herwith one hand and smile like I just won the Super Bowl. “That was amazing. I can’t believe you ran that fifty-five yards for a touchdown.”
And she knows football.
She’s fucking perfect.
She kisses my cheek, and her father clears his throat.
Nothing like pissing Cooper Sinclair off before we even get to dinner.
I put Lexie down and offer Cooper my hand. He looks at me like he’d rather chew his hand off first. “Let’s go before we’re late.”
“Cooper,” Carys snaps, but he ignores her warning and presses a hand to the small of her back and guides her out of the box.
“Oh, this is going to go well,” I laugh as Lexie turns ten shades of red.
“I’m so sorry. I don’t know what his problem is.” She doesn’t because I’ve never told her. And I don’t plan on changing that now.
“It’s fine, baby.” I run my hand over her hair and tug her head back. “Any chance I could get you to wear this every day?”
She presses up on her toes and skims her lips over my ears. “Wait until you see what I’m wearing underneath it.”
“It’s not nice to tease me, Lexie.” I pull her against me so she can feel exactly what she’s doing to me already, and my girl giggles. “You think this is funny? Your dad already hates me, and I’m going to have a hard-on during dinner. That’s just great.” I smack her ass, and she jumps with a smile.
