Page 10 of Chasing Football Dreams

“Would you stop?” I muttered.

She snickered when I blushed. “It’s fun, huh?”

“You are not going to stop, are you?”

She shook her head. “I finally have something to make you feel uncomfortable with,”

“Thanks,” I said dryly and followed her out onto the street.

She gave an evil laugh but it got stuck in her throat when a black and slick Ducati rumbled beside us and pulled into a parking.

Eliza doesn’t always admit it out loud but she likes a man with a bike. She calls them daredevils. And she has always been attracted to the bad boys.

I found Duncan leaning up against his SUV. Xander and Freddie by his side. I frowned when I saw them pushing up from his SUV and walking to where the guy parked his Ducati.

“Finally got your wheels back,” Freddie remarked.

I glanced over my shoulder when the guy started to remove his helmet.

Eliza gasped while I just stared at him with wide eyes.

“Andrew?”

He shot me a grin. “Hey, Zo,”

“What the hell?”

“My bike was in for repairs and after putting some fire under their asses I finally got my baby back,”

He shifted his attention to the girl standing next to me.

He looked determined when he smiled at her. “Good to see you are finally home,”

“How’s France?” His confident strides even left me flabbergasted.

“It was nice but it doesn’t compare to home,”

“Why’s that?”

“They have beautiful art and it’s the place to be for a striving artist like myself but they don’t have an Andrew,”

I just shook my head at her and walked towards Duncan who was smiling at me. “Hey, how was yoga?”

“It was fun,”

“Do you have anything to do with Andrew showing up?” I asked.

He shook his head. “Freddie let it slip that Eliza was back and that you had gone out with her for yoga,”

“So, he just had to show up with his bike and woo her?”

“It worked—don’t you think so?” He pointed with his jaw over my shoulder.

I turned and watched Eliza talking to Andrew. “She loves bad boys,”

Duncan chuckled. “He is no bad boy. He is too good to be taken for a rebel,”

“We all have a rebel inside of us,”

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