Page 22 of Dirty Player

I was a goner.

He walked down the hallway while I stared at his tight ass and just stood there.

Stephanie bumped up against me.

“Were you talking to Levi Montgomery?” she asked.

My head spun. “You know him?”

“He’s the quarterback. How do you not know him? Wait, do you know him or not know him? I’m confused.”

I slapped my forehead.

I knew the name and if I’d really paid attention I would recognize him, but Levi looked different out of uniform. I wasn’t the groupie type. I worked hard during college and went to the occasional game. There wasn’t a lot of time even though I loved the sport. But unlike a lot of the girls on campus, I didn’t have a crush on any of the players.

Don’t get me wrong, there were some gorgeous guys on the team, but in just two meetings, Levi had stolen my heart.

I push the memories to the back of my mind and focus on the Levi I know today.

The one who wishes I didn’t exist.

Stopping a few feet in front of him, I wait a split second for his apology. After all, he’d been extremely rude this morning.

I should have known I wouldn’t get one.

“You could have told me you were fucking working here, Kaylee.”

His voice is low so no one can hear.

“I’m sorry. I thought your phone was broken. I’m still waiting for a reply from my other twenty messages.” I hiss.

We glare at one another.

“What did you want me to say? That it was okay for you to suck Colby’s face while my girlfriend? And have a nice fucking day?”

No.

Yes.

Kind of.

I wanted a chance to explain and see if he felt the way I did so we could move past it. Which he didn’t. So it is what it is.

Sadness rushes through me and no way in hell am I going to let him see it.

“Clearly it wasn’t important enough for you to respond, so let’s leave it at that.” I shrug.

Levi’s brows lift slowly, as if he can’t believe I said that. Why not? It’s true.

Suddenly, he grabs my arm and drags me around the corner.

“Important? How about being loyal? Jesus, Kaylee.” He shakes his head. “And now you’re working here. You may not know how important this is to me, but...it is. And I cannot have you messing this up for me!”

I swallow.

How the hell would I mess it up?

I came over to clear the air, but instead he’s attacking me again.

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