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"I look out for all the girls on my team, Mrs. Harper. Jasmine." He nods in her direction, and she smiles. "See you tomorrow at training, Luna."
She offers a small wave. She looks exhausted. I'm interested to hear what the rest of them got up to last night. Looks like it must have been good, by how tired both she and Jasmine are today.
"I'll walk you out." I follow him out to the car, not wanting him to go at all. "Thank you so much for everything. Sorry about my dad."
He smiles with a tilt of his head. "He's just trying to look out for his little girl. I understand, I would be the same."
"Yeah, he's a little overprotective of us all."
He goes to get into his car, and I can't help myself, I have to know where I stand with him. I'm falling for him and his charm. And I don't want the awkwardness tomorrow at training. "Brad, about what happened this morning. I know it can't happen again, but I wish it could."
"Yeah, so do I, Andy." I take a step back from his car and he closes the door. His eyes are still on me, like he can't take them away. I begin to walk back up the driveway and hear the engine start, and I turn to watch as he drives away.
I can still feel his lips on mine. I run my fingers over them, wishing this morning ended differently. What a tease to be so close to what we both want, but really, we're fucking miles away because it's never going to happen again.
Darcy pulls into the driveway. She hops out of her car, still in her costume from last night. I laugh at her. "Walk of shame, baby."
She giggles back. "You know it. Look at you, babe, you're just as bad."
"I know, right, but I'm not ready to go back in my room just yet, so I have a good excuse." Truth be told, I could have changed into something of Jasmine's if I wanted, we're the same size, but I didn't want to take off Brad's shirt. I have one small part of him with me, and I know I said I was just borrowing it, but he ain't getting this back.
"What are you doing hanging out in the driveway?" she asks as we walk into the house.
"Just saying goodbye to Brad."
She wraps her arm around my waist, pulling me into her. "Ohh, I bet you were. What the fuck happened with you two last night?"
"Nothing happened, Darcy. I was freaked out, just stayed in his spare room." Well, maybe a little, but that is now my little secret with Brad. I don't need any of my big-mouth friends knowing what really took place, not even if they're my best friends.
She pouts. "Lucked out then, babes, I can see how much you like him."
"I don't. He's just a good coach and was looking out for me. That's all, Darcy."
"Keep telling yourself that, cause you're not fooling anyone else. I know you better than anyone, and you have a total boner for him."
I just roll my eyes at her. What else can I do? She's right. I do. But I can't admit it out loud, because that would be really bad.
"What happened to you last night?" I ask to change the subject.
"Met a cute girl at the bar, went home with her and her boyfriend."
I widen my eyes at her, but I'm not sure why I'm surprised. She would jump on anything that moves. Male, female, she doesn't care. And I can't talk cause that used to be me as well. Not too long ago, Darcy and I had a crazy night together. But that's not me anymore, a little voice says inside of me.
There is only one person I want, and it's the fine male specimen, Brad Swift.
Chapter Eleven
Brad
It'searly Monday morning and I'm at the clubhouse, setting up the training schedule for this week. I'm finding it hard to concentrate with the events of the weekend playing over in my head.
Leaving Andy yesterday was harder than I thought it would be. We had shared less than twenty-four hours together, but the connection we have when we're together is so strong, it felt wrong driving away from her. Especially when it's pretty clear she has someone stalking her, and no one is any closer to working out who it could be. I know she has her sister and two friends in that house with her, but I still feel uneasy about her being there after what happened.
Meeting her family was an unexpected development, but her mother is lovely. Her dad, on the other hand, is scary as fuck and is clearly protective of his little girl. I'm kind of glad they live over an hour away.
On top of all the weirdness was that kiss. I shouldn't have,weshouldn't have, but I'm not sorry we did. I have been wanting to kiss her since she had a go at me the night I was announced as the new coach.
I feel a hand rest on my shoulder and turn quickly to see Ava. She smiles and sits on the desk next to me, crossing her long, toned legs one over the other. She has on black workout tights, runners, and a team shirt. "So, tell me what was so important that you ditched my fabulous tour of the city yesterday?"
