Tell me something I don’t already know, kid.
“I just got traded here last month, but since then, we’ve got a new coach, and things are starting to turn around.”
“If you say so.”
His voice was full of skepticism, and I couldn’t blame him. No one—not even those on the payroll—had high hopes for a team that consistently found itself at the bottom of the standings.
Brows furrowed, Austin turned to his sister. “Did you say you passed him off to Brad?” I could see the gears turning in his head. “Is this why we’ve been eating plain pasta on repeat for the past week? Because you turned down a monster commission?”
A flush of pink worked its way up Arizona’s neck, and she hissed out through gritted teeth, “We will talk about this at home.”
Because I couldn’t resist waving a red flag in front of a raging bull, I remarked, “You know, Brad does leave something to be desired.”
The glacial glare she shot me would have terrified most men, but it turned me on. Which was strange because I preferred an easy lay, not one I had to work for, but for some reason, I couldn’t stop fixating on this impossible woman.
“What? Tits and a vagina?”
Well, yeah, but I wasn’t about to say that out loud.
“Passion,” I replied instead.
Arizona pinched the bridge of her nose. “What do you want from me, Levi?”
My voice dropped an octave. “You know what I want.”
Curious, Austin asked, “Someone care to clue me in?”
Eyes lifting skyward, his sister blew out a breath. “He wants a date.”
“With you?”
“No, with Brad,” she deadpanned.
I made a cutting motion across my neck, stage-whispering, “Not with Brad.”
The teenager’s jaw dropped. “And you saidno?”
“It’s complicated,” Arizona said.
He shook his head, scoffing. “Only you could turn down an opportunity like this while screwing us over financially.”
“Austin.” She let out a weary sigh. “If you’ll let me explain—”
“Don’t bother.” He cut her off. “All you are is a broken record, repeating, ‘It’s for the best,’ when it’s only what’s best for you, and never me.”
Arizona opened her mouth, ready to argue, but before she could utter a single word, I declared, “The offer still stands.”
Her wide-eyed gaze swung to me, murderous intent sparkling in those dark blue depths.
I probably should’ve felt bad for taking advantage of their tight money situation, but that wasn’t my style. Not when it was the key to getting what I wanted—Arizona writhing beneath me, screaming my name as I brought her to climax over and over and over again.
“One date, and I’ll make an offer on a house of your choosing from the listings you’ve shown me with your name as the realtor on record.”
The woman’s free fist clenched, likely imagining what it might feel like to strangle me. Hey, if that’s the kinda kinky shit she liked, I was more than happy to play along.
Austin groaned. “For God’s sake, Arizona. Let the man buy you dinner.”
“Return your stuff. I’ll meet you at the car.” She turned on her heel, trudging through the sand toward the parking lot.
