Page 7 of Goal Line Love

Then, for the next few songs, we’re listening to a little Shania, a little Kacey, a little Trisha and she sing’s right along with them. I love getting the full show of her dancing in her seat.

Adorable, and she’s got moves even with her seatbelt on. My cock takes notice of those gyrating hips and her chest bumping in and out.

“Not bad. You’ve got some pipes.”

Bergan blushes and stops singing. Shame.

“Okay, my questions.”

“Nope, no business until we’re on the way back.”

“That wasn’t the deal!”

I tap my fingers on the wheel and pass a slow hatchback in front of me. “Sorry, sugar lips, that is the deal.”

She chuffs, slumps in her seat, and crosses her arms beneath her breasts. “Fine. But don’t ever call me sugar lips again.” She lightens up and asks, “When do we get there and where are we staying?”

“It’s a two-hour drive, so settle in, sweetheart. We’ll stay with my cousin Colt at his ranch.”

“And what are we doing?” There’s a little hesitation in her voice as she eyes me skeptically.

“Stuff.”

“I’m not sleeping in the same bed as you.”

“Whoa, Princess, I never said we were sleeping in the same bed. They have four bedrooms. No need for that.”

“Okay, Harry. And don’t call me Princess either.”

“No one calls me Harry.”

She smiles and leans back in the chair and closes her eyes. “I do.”

I grin again. It’s all I do around this woman. I love her spunk.

7

BERGAN

Harrison pulls in front of a beautiful single-family home on a stretch of heavenly land. A good-looking man who looks similar to Harrison comes out onto the porch along with a very pregnant woman and they’re smiling big and waving. Harrison lights up and is eager to greet the couple.

“Bergan, this is my cousin Colt and his wife Aria.”

I shake their hands. “Hello, it’s nice to meet you.”

“We’re so happy to have you here,” Aria says as she strokes her round belly.

“The house is gorgeous, you guys. Colt and Aria redid all of it. You should’ve seen it before.”

They discuss the home as they let me in, and Harrison gets our bags. I’m normally not one to let others do things for me, but it’s my little revenge against him for making me pack in such a short amount of time.

I look through the window and see a large field with a few horses in a couple of sections.

“We can visit the horses in the barn after dinner if you would like Bergan.” Colt offers, and I’m a little excited at the idea. They’re such beautiful animals.

“I would love to! Thank you.”

Since we’re only staying the night, I don’t bother to unpack, and we spend an hour talking over little things. It’s great to watch Harrison and how relaxed he is when he’s with his family. It’s night and day compared to the other players. It also makes me realize this is how he is when it’s just the two of us. There’s no shield or anything.

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