Page 126 of Meet Your Match

But I stood tall, rooted in place, watching her and waiting for her to be the stronger one because I damn sure couldn’t be.

Grace popped off the bed. “Road trip?”

My eyebrows shot up. I had more of a drive along the beach in mind, or maybe a long winding road in the country. But that didn’t stop me from opening my stupid mouth and replying, “If that’s what you need.”

Her eyes narrowed a bit, like she didn’t quite believe I was serious. “What about practice?”

“Off-season,” I explained.

Her eyes sparkled like diamonds.

“Anywhere?” she asked, echoing my earlier sentiment.

“Anywhere.”

Her smile climbed even more, and she crossed the room in two strides, holding out her hand for mine.

“We ride at dusk,” she said, referencing her shirt. I ignored the sirens in my mind when I took her hand and she shook it like we’d just done a multi-million-dollar business deal. Then, she backed away in a moonwalk, making finger guns and a pew pew sound that made me snort out a laugh through my nose.

I was pretty sure I’d just taken a wrong turn and steered myself right toward Disasterville.

But I couldn’t find it in me to change course.

What happens when the Ospreys’ star defensemen ends up on a road trip with his teammate’s hot little sister? Find out inWatch Your Mouth