Page 63 of The Trouble with Players

He smirked. “I still have game. I just use it on one girl now.”

“It’s more like you think you have game,” I said.

He lifted his brows. “Do I need to poll the audience?”

“You’re so conceited.”

“I think you secretly love it,” he said.

I sipped my drink, neither confirming nor denying.

He leaned closer to me. “But let me let you in on a little secret.”

I leaned closer.

“The second I met you I knew my game was shot.”

“Liar.”

He shook his head. “The way you handled the situation on your balcony told me I’d met my match.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t even say, ‘You’re not like other girls.’”

“Fine, I won’t say it, but I’ll tell you this. Other girls make it easy. I always know what I’ll get from them if I want it.”

I groaned. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because you. You made me work for it. You made things exciting. You got my blood pumping, and I couldn’t wait to see what you’d do or say next.”

“Sounds to me like the chase is over,” I countered.

He shook his head. “Oh, no. It’s just begun.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

“There you are,” Gina said, standing at the edge of the pool as I emerged from underwater.

I waded to the side and pushed my wet hair out of my face. “Where’re you going?”

“Cody and I are having a picnic lunch before the game,” she explained. “I just wanted to let you know I’ll pick you up for the game when I get back.”

“Okay. Have fun. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Girl, I wouldn’t do most things you’d do,” she said.

I laughed. “Then, do everything I’d do.”

She shook her head. “You’re such a bad influence.”

“That’s why you love me.”

“True story,” she said before spinning away and heading toward her house.

A huge splash of water splattered me from behind. I twisted to see Crew emerging from the water and wading closer to me.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hi,” he said stopping in front of me and caging me in with his arms as he held onto the edge of the pool. “Again,” he added.

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