Page 30 of The Game
I’ve met with several of the players in the evenings, but something tells me Alexander has left out the details of where for a reason.
I decide this is my chance.
My opportunity to regain some of that lost control. I type out my email.
Dear Captain
Thank you for reaching out,
Thursday at 6.00 PM is a suitable time for me. I’ll meet you in one of the PR department’s offices. Ask Clarissa for instructions if you get lost.
Sarah Parker
As I send my e-mail, I take my notebook out of my purse and start writing my to-do list for the day.
I have a lot of content to work on from Friday’s game, and although I spent some time posting the most urgent items on Saturday, there is still a lot left.
My e-mail notification pings.
Not what I had in mind, but I’ll let you off the hook this time.
See you Thursday,
The Captain
Just as I suspected, he probably wanted me to come to his hotel room again.
After the mess last time, meeting me at the stadium is the least he can do. Gaining some control doesn’t feel as secure as it usually does, knowing he’s catching on and reading me so well.
Part of me wants to write a snarky reply, but then I remember my notes and strategies for moving forward.
Grow up and handle it.
This game between us may be exciting, but it could easily backfire on me.
I choose to take the high road and let Alexander have the last word, for now.
Chapter 7
Alexander
I’m pounding away at the punching bag, working out with Noah, when I sense her.
It’s as if I have a built-in Sarah radar that alerts me whenever she’s nearby.
I keep hitting the bag, knowing she probably has a view of my sweaty back. I’ve never been happier to be shirtless, hoping it will make her more savage for me.
I’m a sweaty mess, but my muscles are on display as I hit the bag repeatedly. I pause for a moment, turning around to wipe off some sweat.
When I catch her stare, I shoot her a smirk.
Gotcha, angel.
She quickly shifts her eyes elsewhere, trying to make it seem like she wasn’t ogling me.
She might want me to believe she isn’t feeling the pull and tension between us. I can tell I make her feel out of control, and it’s exhilarating.
She makes me feel out of control as well, but in the best way.
