Emma
Ward thinks I’m still hung up on him? Please.
Who would want that chiseled body? Those broad shoulders? Those strong hands shredding my clothes and exploring every inch…Not me. I got my shallow infatuation out of my system and learned my lesson.
I should be lusting after someone who enjoys the same things I do. Someone who’s read a poem or seen a play. Someone who actually thinks more than one night ahead. Not some gorgeous, alpha jock who runs a watering hole and loves to make me blush.
It’s frustrating that he thinks just because he’s handsome and a college football legend that women should be lining up to spend a night with him.
It’s even more frustrating that part of me wants to cut to the front of the line.
Underneath Ward’s attitude, and despite his teasing, there’s something that keeps me coming back for more. And it’s not just the fact that I work for him.
Ward
Before that last tackle ended my NFL career ten years too early, I spent a very memorable, very drunk night with my sister’s friend Emma.
Now she’s working in my bar, and I’m suddenly questioning my commitment to non-commitment.
Emma’s too smart for a guy like me, and she knows it. Yet as stuck-up as this girl is, she does something to me. She challenges me in ways I didn’t know I wanted to be challenged. $2.99 on Kindle.
