Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 125213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Will pissed me off at first because he was trying to tame me from the get go. He wanted me to fall in line and follow his rules.
But when I realized he actually gave a fuck about me, that he actually saw what I brought to the team… something shifted. I was used to being punished and threatened, but it was rare that I felt like anyone saw my worth.
It was rare that I felt like I truly had worth.
So when he pulled me aside and used his words to tell me saw my potential and believed in me, it meant something — especially because, like me, Will wasn’t one to talk about anything, least of all being impressed by another player.
It probably also helped that he was quick to remind me that the team had been doing fine before I got there, and that if I were to leave, they’d find someone else to take my place. It was the truth — no matter how bitter the pill was to swallow.
No one could give you an ego check quite like Daddy P could.
So yeah, when that man asked something of me, even if just to join some of the teammates for a golf outing, I wasn’t going to say no. Add in the fact that my face was plastered all over the Internet at the moment — and not from a bar fight — I guessed I needed an escape.
That’s why I was piling into a large golf cart with Will, Carter, Jaxson, and Vince as we rode toward the middle of the fairway instead of holing up in my condo like I usually would.
Where Will struck me almost as a father figure — though I’d never tell him that — and Carter was like an annoying little brother, Jaxson and Vince were my reliable teammates. I didn’t care to join in on their constant locker room banter, and I sure as fuck didn’t need to be their friend, but I knew when we were on the ice together, I could count on them.
I was silent as we parked the golf cart and the guys took their second shots, all of them easily making it to the green. Vince nearly got his ball into the hole before it was my turn again.
Fortunately, this time, I was able to hit it on the first swing, and I made it to the edge of the green.
“So, are you going to give us details on the wedding?” Carter asked Will as we made our way toward the flag. It was one of those sweltering July days in Tampa, the kind that had sweat sliding down the back of my neck even at nine in the morning.
“Nope,” Will answered easily.
That made me smirk. This was the kind of man I liked to be around. I’d only ever seen him lose his cool one time — last season, when he was falling hard for his nanny and didn’t know how to handle it.
Fortunately, he had me to knock some sense into him.
“Come on,” Vince said. “You bastards made me tell you everything about mine.”
“Maven was telling the whole world everything about yours on social media,” Jaxson corrected. “And don’t act like you didn’t love every second of it.”
Vince smirked and shrugged. “I can’t help it if we’re the hottest couple to ever exist.”
“Nah,” Jaxson argued, tugging on the bill of Vince’s hat as he jumped out of the golf cart. “That title belongs to me and your sister.”
Vince glared at him before chasing him toward the hole, and Will shook his head as he, Carter, and I fell into step next to one another.
“I just want to know if this is going to be a small affair, or if I should start planning a date, ya know?” Carter remarked.
“You’ll find out when everyone else does, Fabio,” Will said. “Nothing to tell yet.”
“And Doc isn’t going to go as your date, no matter when the wedding is,” I chimed in. I couldn’t help it. Any chance I had to rag on the kid was too tempting for me to pass up.
Carter’s face flushed a bit, but he shrugged me off on a smile. “So you say. I think Livvy secretly has the hots for me.”
That made Jaxson and Vince spew out a simultaneous laugh as we approached where Vince was about to putt. Livia was our team dentist and best friend to Maven, Vince’s wife. She was smoking hot, smart as hell, and had a known reputation for being a bit of a freak in the sheets.
In other words — she was so far out of Carter’s league he might as well have been playing another sport.
“In your dreams, Fabio. Livvy would eat you alive,” Vince said, and then he gently tapped the ball and sent it right into the hole.