Page 35 of Love on the Line

Chapter 12

Devon startedhis car and followed from a safe distance as Pearson drove out of Anne’s apartment lot. That was one anemic goodnight kiss at the door. This washed-up jock would soon be out of the picture if that’s all he was getting. Coffee and dinner at a chain restaurant for their first two dates. He scoffed. Yeah, this stud really knew how to impress a girl. Probably spent all of twenty bucks.

It had been a miserable night hanging out in the back of the bar, but Devon wanted to see how Anne and Pearson acted together. Turns out there wasn’t much to see. Valentine’s Day and the guy brought her to a pub, fed her a burger, and then left her while he played in the band. That shouldn’t be hard to top.

Devon’s mouth twisted. What pitiful losers, Anne and her friends dancing like little whores. Visions of his drunken mother sashaying around the smoky family room with a drink in her hand burned a hole in his stomach.

Maybe Anne was playing the old tempt and tease, leaving the guy with blue balls at the doorstep. Not that it ever happened to Devon, but he knew the type.

Even though he had Pearson’s name and address, he followed him home to see where he parked and the security set up. The guy wasn’t any kind of threat, but best to keep tabs on him. That would be easy enough once he bugged the apartment. Why Pearson lived there made no sense. He had plenty of money. Most football players had mansions.

Devon hated that time was ticking away, but he couldn’t make his move on Anne until he laid the groundwork. And he wouldn’t need long to get her to accept a proposal. Once she saw what he brought to the table, it would be a no-brainer for her to want to marry him.

He’d been listening through the bugs in her apartment and overheard her discussing a charity fundraiser. Being a board member at the hospital provided the perfect opportunity. He’d volunteered to act as the liaison between the sponsoring businesses and the school. Everything was coming together.

Time to blow ex-super-jock out of the water. Make room for the man.

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