Page 89 of Racing Heat
“Yes, please.” I open the box and her eyes widen. “I can’t believe you got this. I expected you to this get one of your favorites.”
“Love, if there’s one thing I know how to do, it’s take care of you. There’s no way I’m going to bring you over here and not give you exactly what you want.” I wiggle my eyebrows at my double meaning.
She giggles. “Food first, more sex later.”
Cassie and I spend the rest of the night having pizza and wine on the patio before I take her to my bed and have her again. It’s the best way to end the day, and it’s a routine I could get used to.
Chapter Thirty-Two
~CASSIE~
Iroll my neck and shoulders. I’m deliciously sore from the antics of last night and the strength training workout the team just did.
“You should foam roll a bit if your neck is bothering you,” Amelia says as we are all walking out of the training session.
“On my neck?” I reply. “I can never make that work right.”
“It works if you use the smaller one. I have one, if you’d like to borrow it.”
“Thanks. Maybe I’ll come over later and pick that up.”
“Are we brunching today, ladies?” Mac asks as she joins us.
“We better be,” I reply. “I didn’t just work my ass off in there to not get to eat some yummy French toast.”
Mac throws her arm around my shoulder. “Great. Amelia you in?”
“Sure am,” she replies as she pulls her dark brown hair from the low ponytail. “Is Hendrix coming?”
I look around. “I think so. She usually comes out for brunch.”
“Oh, did Jase not schedule her for more one-on-one training so she can learn from yesterday’s mistakes?” Mac quips.
“No, he doesn’t have her scheduled for any trainings today.” I know because when I left his house this morning, he was planning on a lazy morning.
Mac’s head turns to me a bit too quickly for my liking. “Really? Did you talk to her already this morning?” She’s studying me, her brows bent in confusion, eyes focused on me like she’s trying to dissect every move that I’m making.
“Yeah, I thought she mentioned it last night or something.” I attempt to lie about it, hoping it works.
“Okay,” she says slowly.
I’m busted. She clearly doesn’t believe me. I sigh internally. I hate hiding this secret from her. This is Mac—my best friend, my roommate all through college. We came into college as coach-assigned roommates and left the college as sisters. I’ve never kept anything like this from her. I don’t like lying, but I don’t think I have much of a choice. Danny knows, but I can’t tell if he’s shared it with Mac and this is her way of fishing. I just wish she wasn’t doing it publicly.
“Cas, you good?” Mac has stopped walking, along with Amelia.
I shake my head. “Sorry, I was just making my mental checklist for laundry and all the crap I need to do today. Apartment could use a cleaning.”
She nods slowly. “Okay. You look a little tired too. Are you not getting enough sleep?”
Her remark makes my blood run cold. I’m pretty sure she knows something. Either Danny let it slip, or she figured it out another way. We were alone in his office when she was down on the field. I made sure of it. I was even able to hide the sweet purple rose without her noticing. It was just Mac and I when I was in the locker room, and she wasn’t near me. The lockers are set up by number. She’s seventeen and I’m eight, so thankfully I had some space between the two of us.
“I think it’s just low blood sugar.” I smile. “I’m ready for something to eat.”
She giggles. “I can relate to that. Hendrix!” she calls over her shoulder. “The brunch train is leaving. Are you coming with?”
“You know it,” Hendrix’s voice booms from somewhere behind us.
“Anyone else?” Mac walks backward and looks at the rest of the team.
