Page 4 of On Her Team
I finish the rep and drop the weight on the ground. “Are you serious? You’re the one who’s in massive trouble for your last situation with a girl.”
Tanner is a goofball and one of the best damn wide receivers in the NFL. He’s also a troublemaker who thinks he can talk his way out of any situation. But not the latest one. He’ll be lucky if Coach Knox can keep him on the team, let alone out of trouble.
“What girl?” Brock asks.
“There’s no girl,” I claim.
Addy isn’t some girl. She’s a woman. A woman with luscious, round hips, high breasts, and puffy lips I want to taste. Preferably while I sink my fingers into her wavy red hair. I betit’s silky soft. I wonder if her light brown eyes darken when she’s turned on.
Brock scowls at me. “You need to be careful about fooling around with anyone on the island.”
Tanner flicks his ear. “Don’t be Mr. Grumpy.”
The fullback doesn’t know how to be anything other than grumpy. If my girlfriend decided she didn’t want to be a mom and left me with a kid to raise on my own, I’d probably be grumpy, too. It’s amazing his son, Jace, is a fun, goofy kid considering his past.
“Touch my ear one more time and I’ll tell the entire world what you did.”
Tanner inches away from Brock. “Mr. Grumpy strikes again.”
“It’s not being grumpy to tell my teammates to be careful about fooling around with anyone on the island.”
“Too bad your warning came too late for Nolan.”
Nolan pales before narrowing his eyes at Tanner. “Stop trying to stir up shit.”
Huh. I wonder why our star quarterback paled. Nolan usually tries to set a good example for the rest of the offensive line. The rest of the entire team, actually. He’s a good person and a good leader. None of which will stop me from giving him shit if he gets himself in trouble.
“But I’m bored.” Tanner sticks out his bottom lip in a pout.
“We can spar if you’re bored,” Corbin offers.
Panic flashes in Tanner’s eyes before he waves away Corbin’s offer. Which is a good thing since Tanner is the leanest of thekey offensive players on the Steel City Seals’ team, whereas Corbin, as a tight end, is one of the tallest and the heaviest of our group.
“I’ll run on the treadmill.” Tanner scurries to the treadmills on the other side of the gym at theHideaway Haven Resort.
As an NFL player, I’ve spent a lot of time in hotels. But I’ve never seen a gym this big and well-equipped before. Of course, the owner, Hudson Clark, used to be a wide receiver on the Seals until he ruptured his Achilles’ tendon and was forced to retire.
I admit I was skeptical about staying on a tiny island across the water from the university where training camp will be held. I thought the island would be boring. Even so, I agreed to join my friends and fellow offensive line players, Tanner, Nolan, Brock, and Corbin, when they decided to come to training camp a month early.
Best decision of my life. How else would I have met Addy? Addy, the sexy little singer who doesn’t have a clue who I am. I can’t wait until we become better acquainted.
“Can you spot me?” Brock asks.
I stand behind him as he presses the barbell above his head.
“I’m serious,” he grumbles. “You need to be careful about fooling around with a local.”
“Says the man who’s crushing on his son’s teacher,” Tanner shouts from across the room. How he heard Brock while running on the treadmill is beyond me.
Brock grunts. “I don’t have acrush on May.”
“Who’s May?”
“She’s the surfing instructor,” Nolan answers.
“I’m not interested in May,” Brock claims. “But if I were, it wouldn’t matter. This is my last season. I’m retiring from the NFL next year. I don’t have to worry about trying to keep a long-distance relationship going.”
“Good point,” Nolan mutters. Weird. Nolan never agrees with Brock. There’s something going on with him.
