Page 60 of Dump Tackle My Heart
It’s my asshole brother.
Koa.
I groan and scrub a hand down my face.
“Is that your brother? And oh my God, Luca Warden, and Coach Dane!” Dani blinks gazing at the three behemoths shoveling a path from the front door to the road where a giant truck is plowing snow.
She winces when more pounding rattles the front door.
“Yep. That’s my brother, and my coach and teammate,” I mutter darkly. “And I might just murder all of them today.”
She giggles—and God, I didn’t think I could get hard again after the last twelve hours, but the sound of her laughing in my bed?
That does it.
“Tank!” More banging. “Don’t make me break down the damn door! I had to bribe the road crew and buy my own goddamn plow attachment just to get up here!”
“Don’t you dare open that,” Dani hisses, clinging to my arm like it’s a life raft and yanking the blanket up to her chin. “I’mnaked.”
“I’m aware,” I say with a groan, half in pain, half in awe. “Painfully aware, Sweetheart.”
She smacks my arm, cheeks going that perfect flushed-pink I’ve come to crave, and laughs.
It’s soft and breathy and straight-up lethal to my self-control.
More pounding. This time followed by a shouted, “Don’t make me climb in through the damn window!”
I sigh dramatically and reach for my sweats.
“Shut up, bruh! I swear, if you don’t stop banging on that door, I’ll tell Mum you’re the one who broke her favorite planter!”
Dani blinks. “You’ll tell yourmum?”
“What? He knows better than to stop being afraid of our mother.” I shake my head, stepping into my sweats. “Besides, if he doesn’t quit it, I’ll bury him in the snow. They’ll find him next spring and wonder why the plow bounced off his frozen arse.”
Another round of obnoxious knocking.
“Come on, bruh! I broughtcoffee!” Koa calls, like that’s supposed to sweeten the deal.
“And bacon!”
I freeze.
Mid-shirt pull.
Dani arches a brow, arms crossed under the blanket.
“You’re not actually tempted.”
“I mean?” I glance toward the door like it’s whispering sweet porky nothings. “Itisbacon.”
She chucks a pillow at me.
I catch it one-handed, smirk, and lean in to kiss her hard.
Her squeal gets swallowed by my mouth, and for a second, I forget there’s a very loud and very annoying brother outside.
Then I break the kiss, reluctantly.
