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“Minicamp,” he says, as if I have any idea what he’s talking about.
“Oh, right.” I shake my head a little. “What about it, again?”
He laughs and slaps me on the back. “I was just saying how minicamp is the first impression of what this year’s team will look like.”
“Yes. Correct.” I nod as I try to focus on this conversation. “And it’s different without you in there, man.” I clap him on the shoulder.
I glance over for one more look at that gorgeous woman again, but she’s gone.
I look in front of us to try to spot her again, but the crowd is getting bigger, and it’s like she disappeared into thin air.
“Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you? Is your golden jacket too tight?”
“What?”
He sighs.
“Sorry. That woman at the bar a second ago…do you know who she is?”
His brows dip. “What woman?”
“The one with the red hair.”
He shakes his head. “Sorry, man. I didn’t see her.”
I suck in a breath and force myself to pull it together and focus on my conversation with my brother. But the truth of the matter is that I haven’t found a woman who grabbed my interest immediately like that in a long, long time. Maybe ever.
It’s purely physical. That little peek of her skin under her tit was what snagged my attention. It’s been too long since I’ve had sex.
But tonight…maybe all that can change.
Chapter 5: Desiree Dixon
A Meal, a Drink or Two, a Dance, and Then…
My parents introduced me to the general manager as soon as we walked in, and my mom got involved with a conversation with the wife while my dad chatted up the husband, so I excused myself to the bar.
I start with a shot of vodka since I don’t know anybody here, and then I move onto my martini. I head over toward the silent auction tables to browse the items, and I’m reading about a couple’s weekend at the Red Rock Resort in Vegas when a woman in a black mermaid dress that’s fitted down to her knees walks up beside me.
“So sorry,” she says, and she grabs the pen to write down her bid on the auction item.
“Ellie Dalton,” I read off the list. “Are you related to the Dalton brothers?”
She nods. “Luke’s wife,” she says, and she sticks out her hand for me to shake.
“Lovely to meet you. I’m Desi Dixon, the new OC’s daughter.”
“Oh, right!” she says, and she leans in to give me a hug. “We’re so excited to welcome you to the Aces family.”
“Thank you,” I say. Luke Dalton is a legend. He was a wide receiver for the Aces for a decade, and he’s a household name even to families who don’t tune into football every weekend.
“I’d heard Coach Dixon had a daughter. Are you sitting with your parents tonight?”
I shake my head. “I was a last-minute addition.” I glance at the card I picked up when I walked in that boasts my tablenumber along with the menu for tonight’s seven course meal featuring classic French dishes. “Table thirty-one.”
She presses her lips together. “Damn, we’re at fifty-seven.”
“Too bad,” I lament.
