Page 70 of Shape Of My Heart
Josh stopped in his tracks and glared at him. “Watch it, quarterback. If you want to keep those eyes you better look away right thehellnow.”
Gage just laughed, and so did theotherguys.
“Keep going, old man,” Gagejoked.
Old.
It was that stupid joke again. Yes, it was funny, but not in front of Amy. “I’m a month older than you,asshole.”
“Yes, older.” Gage laughed with hisannoyingself.
“Josh, is there a reason why I’m in here?” Amy tried to pull her hand away but he held on and decided to leave Gagealone.
He continued in the opposite direction to where his stuff was and only released her hand when theyreachedit.
“What is the matter with you? You’re acting like a crazy person.” Amy shook her head and tucked her golden hair behindherear.
“Oh, so you noticed?” He took off his jersey andshoulderpads.
“I think everyone did.” She widened her eyes at him. “And you’re treating your friendslikedirt.”
“What was so funny?” He staredather.
“What do you mean?” Shesmiled.
“What did Corey say to make you laughsomuch?”
Her mouth dropped and she looked surprised. “You’rejealous.”
“I am not jealous of that pea brain, horse-riding cow.” Yes he was jealous, alright. Crazyjealous.
“Oh great, then you’ll be pleased to hear that Corey and I will be going to the Mandarin restaurant onSaturday.”
“Corey is what?” Josh sent his fist straight into the locker, denting it and popping the door off the hinge. Shit, Coach was going to have his head for that, but he had more serious things to worry about. Looks like he needed to kick Corey’s ass. As he moved to go she came up to him and tookhishand.
“I was joking, but clearly I was right.” She cut a glance at the locker. “I can’t believeyou’rejealous.”
“I’m notjealous.”
“Okay fine. So, next topic as we’re here, have you decided on theadyet?”
He didn’t know what she was talking about. She let go of his hand and leaned against the lockers on the other sideofthem.
“Baby, what ad?” He was getting tired of these magazines andtheirads.
“Calvin Klein,” shegrimaced.
Oh, he remembered now, and he didn’t want to do it. It was time to focus on training. He didn’t have time to be prancing around in hisunderwear.
“No, tell them to ask Gage. I’ll bet he’ll happilyoblige.”
“They want you, and I want to give them an answer by tomorrow. I’m trying to have a cut-off point for these sorts of events and promos. Nothing pastnextweek.”
He liked the way she organized things and dealt with people. She had that firm-but-polite manner about her that maintained professionalism. Whereas he would have outrightly told them all no and the next thing he’d hear was how rude he was. Which, technically he was, so that didn’tbotherhim.
“Why do they want me?” He pulled off his jersey and her eyes fixed to his chest. He watched with deep satisfaction as she took her time taking in the clear-cut muscular definition of his abs. Good, Gage may think he looked like God’s gift to womankind but he had nothing on Josh. “Amy.” He caught her attention and heldhergaze.
“Yes.”
