A tap on my shoulder comes from behind.
My heart palpitates when I turn to see those angelic green eyes.
“Hey. I was just gonna ask if you wanted me to bring Matty to the game with Hudson and I tonight. That way you can let your Nanny have the night off.” She asks, leaning down from the stands so she doesn’t interrupt practice. “And earning some cool mom points with Hudson wouldn’t hurt.”
“Sounds great, Darlin.” I grin. Her eyes flick down to my mouth and her smile matches mine. “I’ll let Gloria know.”
I want to kiss her in front of everyone. Claim her mouth in front of her shitty ex, who can’t bebothered to provide even though he’s on a million-dollar contract.
There’s gotta be laws on that.
“Okay. See you later, then.” She says and pulls out her tablet. I watch her walk until she disappears through the doors.
Coach Randall gives me a disapproving look that makes me -a grown ass man- blush.
I wait until he looks away and pull my phone out of the bag I kept under the bench today. We aren’t allowed our phones at practice or games usually. Still, I risk it.
Tate
You look beautiful today.
Alli
Thank you. Aren’t you still at practice?
Tate
Yeah, it’s a light one today though. Wanna come home and take my pregame nap with me?
Alli
Tempting. But I wouldn’t want to steal all your stamina before the big game. ??
Tate
I have plenty of stamina. I’m a professional, Allison.
Alli
It sure seemed like it.
I chuckle and shake my head at her sass. I tuck my phone back in the bag before I can get caught with it.
Quade, who apparently was reading over my shoulder, grins at me.
“You and Alli huh?”
My face falls in a flat line.
“No.”
“What? I’m just— “
“Just no, Quade.” I shake my head. I know he heard me fucking with TJ, but I genuinely don’t gossip about women.
Mostly because there haven’t been women for me. Not a relationship or anything meaningful anyways. Not that she wants a relationship.
But Alli is different. I don’t want her cheapened by locker room talk. I already regret the chirping I did, even if it was just to get TJs fight out of him.
