Page 49 of Undeniably Convenient

“I told you I got stuck in an elevator with two linemen when their quarterback got hurt.”

“Uh. So. You didn’t say which quarterback.”

He shrugs, but there is no hiding the humor dancing in his eyes. “Patient confidentiality.”

“Fuck your patient confidentiality.” I smack his shoulder. “You planned this just to mess with me?”

“You told my mother we’re getting it on,” he counters.

Touché on that. But still!

“You’re both assholes.”

I start to storm off, only to swivel back around and point a finger at Bennett. “I don’t care if you’re my boss or potential baby daddy. You’re on your own now. I’m going to change and swim with my girls. And Mason was right. Vander and Owen will fuck you up the ass. Enjoy. I hope they don’t use lube. And Mason? Good luck winning your next preseason game without my breakfast casserole because I’m not making it for you.” I spin back around and head for the bathroom to change. Jerks. I can’t believe they did that.

“That’s not fair!” Mason cries out indignantly. “I’m on your side. It was a joke.”

“Tell it to someone who isn’t ovulating!”

“You’re not mad,” Bennett throws out.

I’m not, but he can’t see my smile to know that.

“You get no access until I say so, Buster!” I yell back at Bennett.

Even if he did totally get me, it was very funny and a bit un-Bennett-like. Which I like because it means he’s loosening up a bit. And I like that he knows Mason and took care of him.

I change into my bikini, do a quick check of my blood sugar to make sure it’s okay after the huge breakfast I had before, and then head out to the pool area that’s filled with my people laughing, drinking, eating, and hanging out. It’s the best, and it brings an automatic smile to my face. Glancing around, it’s easy to spot Bennett with his dark, wavy hair, tall frame, and broad shoulders.

He’s talking to Owen, Vander, and Stone, and seems to be in one piece. He must sense me watching him because suddenly his eyes are on mine before they dip down and take in every line of my red bikini. His lips part as if he’s sucking in extra air, and when his eyes meet mine again, they’re smoldering. I give him a wink that makes his lips bounce and shake his head.

That is, until Owen steals my attention. “Kit-Kat!”

Ugh. Men today. Can’t a woman get a break?

“What’s up?” I call back without going over to them since they’re by the built-in bar area and I’m halfway to the pool on the other side.

“Tell me I shouldn’t kill him,” Vander says plainly to me before taking a sip of his beer, and I roll my eyes.

“You shouldn’t kill him.”

“I think it’s kickass, Katy. Ignore them.”

I blow Stone a kiss. “That’s why I like you the best.” I glare at Owen who is not happy.

“You didn’t tell me everything there was to tell,” Owen accuses, dragging a hand through his thick, brown hair.

“No?” I feign innocence. “Sucks to be you then. You don’t get to hear about my sex life. BFF or not, I reserve the naughty talk for my female besties unless you want to start hearing about orgasms and oral.”

Owen makes a face like he just swallowed a bug, Vander curses, Stone cracks up, and Bennett wipes a hand across his forehead, but I can tell his lips are twitching.

“Are we even yet?” I ask Bennett, and he turns and stares at me. I can tell we’ve drawn a bit of an audience.

“Not even close. You just upped the ante.”

I smirk at him. “Looking forward to it, Doctor. Be nice to him, guys. I already threatened Mason’s food, and I can come up with something for you too.”

“We should talk about this,” Owen calls out.

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