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No no no.

I shake my head. Could things get any worse? I’m already hiding my relationship with Jolene and fearing he’ll find out when he’s a solid twenty-five hundred miles away. I can’t imagine the anxiety I’ll feel having him in the same damn town as the two of us.

It’s only going to make it harder for us.

And maybe that’ll be the test that proves whether we belong together or not.

I pull open my calendar on my tablet. “Yeah, I have an event Saturday evening but I can get together around lunchtime.”

“Sounds great. And if we find something by lunchtime, we’ll take you to see it.”

Great. Just don’t get one too close to my place.

We exchange more pleasantries before we end the call, and I call my little brother next.

“What’s up, Coach?” he answers.

“You know Mom and Dad are buying a place here in Vegas?”

“Fuck,” he mutters.

I laugh. “You don’t want them to?”

“Cramping my style? No thanks. But Mom always said if two of her boys landed in the same place, she’d do it. I just didn’t believe she’d actually follow through.”

“Neither did I,” I admit.

“Well, thanks for the warning, I guess. We can work together to fend them off.”

I suppose he’s right. But I may need more help with that than he’d ever imagine.

CHAPTER 28: JOLENE

My breath catches in my throat as he steps out onto the small platform. He stands—like he always does at press conferences—giving an impression of power.

I can’t help but think of when he’s on top of me powering into me.

God, there’s something so illicit about doing it in secret.

Would I love to shout to the world that he’s mine? Yes, of course. But we both know that’s just not possible.

Unless…

I’ve considered talking to my mom about it.

Maybe it’s not as big a deal as I’ve made it out to be in my head.

But I always stop short whenever I open my mouth to say something.

I’m fucking the son of dad’s enemy just doesn’t sit right. It’s not like I’d say it that way to my mother anyway, but the mere thought of my father finding out feels like a betrayal of the worst kind.

And so here we are, weeks after our beautiful weekend in Ohio holding onto a secret for the sake of everyone we love.

We’ve had a hard time finding time this week to be together. The boys are out of school for the summer, and they were home this week, so Sam and I were balancing and trading duties. They start camp at their school next week, so it’ll be like they’re still in school, but this week has been tough. On top of that, Lincoln had OTAs, and this is the first press conference he’s held regarding how the week went.

He hasn’t even taken Sam anywhere in the last few days. At least when he picks her up and drops her off, I get to see him for a minute. I get to steal a kiss. But he’s been busy here at the Complex.

I’ve stopped by to watch OTAs and take notes, but there are restrictions in place for the media, so I’m only allowed to attend one practice, I can’t film anything, and I can’t ask players questions during practice.

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