Page 30 of Players and Pages
Jackson stepped up behind him, smiling gently at us. He was sporting a superhero shirt today. I loved seeing the little pieces of their personalities falling into place, and Jackson? He was definitely an undercover nerd.
"We got coffee and doughnuts," Jackson said, holding them up to tempt me.
I raised my glass. “I’m good.”
A flicker of disappointment took over his face but he fixed it easily.
"What are you three up to today?" I asked as Jackson passed a drink to Cy and Griff took one.
"We are going to meet the camp director and get the ins-and-outs of the camp before we head to practice," Griff answered. “Apparently, there’s a new dance the team wants to try out, so we have to go learn it. We weren’t supposed to have to head back so soon.” The disappointment was written all over his face.
"So, you guys aren't going to be around tonight?" I questioned. Now it was my turn to hide my disappointment.
"We can be if we have a reason," Griff told me. Just like that they’d drive home to me?
My chest warmed at the way they were always trying to make sure I was happy.
"Dinner? Here?" I asked. "I'm not a five star chef but I have some skills."
"It's a date," Jackson told me without hesitation.
"Do we need to bring anything?" Cy asked.
"Dessert? I'm a baker but there’s no time for me to get it all done," I admitted.
"I know what I'd like for dessert," Griff stated, licking his lips as his eyes slowly roamed over me, lingering on my thick thighs and chest before meeting my gaze. The midnight blue of his eyes was even darker now and I was finding it hard to breathe.
Heat filled my cheeks as Jackson punched him in the shoulder, hissing out a warning.
"Dude, you promised not to scare her off," Cy reminded him as he stood and turned to hold out a hand to me.
Like he wasn’t flirting openly before they got here.
I took his hand and let him pull me to my feet. I almost fell into his bare chest. "Let me just make it very clear because we haven’t done it well enough. There is no pressure to do anything, with any of us, that you aren't ready for. We might flirt becauseyou’re sexy as hell, but we can be gentlemen for as long as you need."
“Speak for yourself,” Griff grumbled but when I glanced I saw the smirk on his lips. “Kidding, kidding. I agree. We want you comfortable. Because when I finally get a real taste of you, there’s no promise I’ll be able to hold back.”
Fuck, he had to stop.
Cy gently tugged my chin so that I was looking back at him. I kept my gaze on his intense stare, but all I could do was nod. He was too close and his scent was overwhelming my senses. The sharp citrus, clean rain, and earthy sage was making my head swim.
"Are you okay, Dani?" Jackson asked when I swayed on my feet.
"What? Yeah. I just need to take a cold shower and get ready for work," I answered in a shaky voice. Cy bit back a laugh as he backed up to let me by. "So, dinner tonight?"
"We wouldn't miss it for anything. First, put your number in my phone so we can text you or call," Griff said as he climbed up the few steps to get closer to me. “My alpha needs to know you’re safe, gorgeous.”
I took his phone, entered it in and still couldn't believe that the three hottest Knuckleball Knockouts were mine.
True to my word,as soon as they walked away, I hurried to the shower, trying to not think about how good they looked this morning.
Once I was clean and the curls were tamed, I put on a cute summer outfit of fitted denim shorts and a white tank top that had cute little bows at the top of the shoulders. I slid on my whitesneakers and hurried to the shop feeling lighter than I had in… years, maybe longer.
It was later than I usually walked in thanks to my pack, but I couldn’t find it in me to feel bad.
“There she is! The local celeb!” Taryn called out when I entered. They let out whistles that had my cheeks burning.
“What are you talking about?” I asked as I put my things behind the counter. When I turned around, Taryn was pointing to the laptop screen where they had a gossip site open. It was Knockouts specific, and, apparently, someone other than the teenagers had found us.
