Page 95 of The Late Hit
Shaking my head, I lean down and plant a big kiss on her forehead. “Only you, Wilder, only you.”
Tipping her head back, our lips find their way to each other. But we keep it short because of the fucking press. Standing to my full height, I take a moment to let my eyes glide down her body, taking in tonight’s outfit. A small chuckle escapes my lips. Only Brynn could pull this outfit off. She’s wearing a pair of dad sneakers on her feet, baggy straight-leg jeans, a cropped red tank, and an oversized retro Eagles jacket. Her hair cascades down her back in her signature loose waves.
“You look like an NFL wife.” The words escape my lips as soon as they pop into my head. She laughs. That perfect laugh that I could get lost in. “What’s so funny?”
Chloe appears out of nowhere, chiming in. “She spent an hour on Pinterest this morning searching for ‘NFL wife aesthetics’ and ‘what do NFL girlfriends wear?’”
My gaze roams over her body, my hand drags across my mouth. “Well, you fucking nailed it.”
Our little group is joined by Cody and the same girl that I saw wrapped around him a little while ago.
“Sup,” Cody greets, sticking his first out for a bump.
Dabbing him back, I give a nod. “Sup, man.” My eyes find the girl, reaching out a hand, I introduce myself. “I’m Quinton.”
She giggles. There’s a vibe radiating off her that I just don’t like. I recognize it immediately. This is the type of girl who latches on and doesn’t let go. Her hand finds mine, a seductive grin slides across her lips.
“I know who you are. All the girls do. I’m Monica.” Her voice purrs her words and I cringe.
Yep, she’s the thirsty type.
Beside me, I can feel both Brynn and Chloe cringe. Something’s off with this chick. My eyes find Cody’s as I let go of Monica’s hand. He’s watching her with a smile on his face. Lust and attraction mirror his face. Does he not get the same vibe that we all do? He’s a baseball star, he should be able to sense a cleat chaser. Homegirl is screaming cleat chaser.
Monica turns into Cody, running her fingers slowly, down his chest. Peering up at him through her lashes, she runs her tongue across her lips, and he follows every movement.
“Cody and I are going to head out now that you’ve found Quinton. My roommate is home for the break.”
Cody wraps his arm around her and spins her so they’re shoulder to shoulder. “Kick some ass Saturday, Boyd,” he says to me before his eyes slide over to Brynn. “See you Saturday morning at the house, B.”
“Be ready to party,” she replies, voice getting louder with excitement.
He grins at her, giving us all a nod, before turning him and Monica around and walking away.
“What the hell was that?” I ask, pulling Brynn closer to me, eyes going from her to Chloe.
Chloe is standing there stock still. Cody didn’t even say goodbye to her. I know the two of them aren’t that close—not like him and Brynn—but Cody has manners. He always says goodbye to everyone. But there’s something else there. Her face is almost white, moisture clouds her eyes, and she just seems defeated. Brynn catches me watching Chloe, and with a nudge into my side, I look down at her. She gives me a tight smile before shaking her head. That shake tells me not to push it.
“You girls ready?” I ask, sliding my other arm around Chloe.
The press would have a fucking field day if they saw this.Quinton Boyd leaves pep rally with two very attractive girls under his arm.
But let them talk. I know who I am. I know when a friend needs to lean on someone. And tonight, my girlfriend’s friend needs us.
Squeezing Chloe’s shoulder, I get her attention. She looks up at me as a lone tear slides down her cheek. Pressing her lips together she gives me a tight smile. Returning the smile, I lower my head for only her to hear.
“We’ve got you, Chloe.”
ThanksgivingDay.Adayto celebrate all the things that we are thankful for. I always hate getting asked at dinners what we are thankful for. And since I have no idea what to expect from Quinton’s family’s Thanksgiving, I start making a mental list of things I’m thankful for, just in case the topic arises.
This year I’m thankful for:
My health and spirit.
Chloe and Cody—my besties that always have my back.
The football boys for welcoming me into the crew, even more than I already was.
Going home to see Asher and Bryce.
