Playing With Fire - A Sports Romance - Plot & Excerpts
My little sister, Jen, is a whirlwind of activity this morning, just like she always is. As she sets a paper cup from the coffee shop down the street on the end table near my head, I almost forgive her. And I almost forgive myself for telling her she could stay at my apartment while she’s interviewing for jobs in the city. It wouldn’t be so bad, except I offered to fly home for my one day off this month to be with her. “It’s too early for this, Jen.” I groan and roll over on the couch, putting my bare feet on the floor before grabbing the coffee. She glares down at me as I take a sip. “Then why don't you tell that to Little Miss Evil Eyes?” I scowl, but not at my sister. After my night with Madison and Red, Madison has come to me nearly every day. At first I was game, but it’s been wearing on me. I’ve never once let her in my hotel room or my apartment. I told her why. This is my sanctuary, a space I don't allow any women to enter.
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