Page 4 of The Purest Fake
I shake my head. “Nope. And I’m great at keeping secrets.”
He leans closer. “The real reason for my lack of celebration in the end zone is because I can’t dance.”
I can’t tell if he’s serious. “Are you joking?”
One side of his mouth quirks. “What do you think?”
“I’m not sure.” I study his face for a clue but there isn’t one. “You move naturally, but I guess being a good athlete isn’t necessarily synonymous with being a good dancer.”
“Sounds like you’ve been watching me, Scar. And now you’re here. Are you stalking me?” He winks, and I’m thrown by how sexy it is.
I crook my finger, calling him closer as I lean over and whisper in his ear. “You wish.”
The waitress returns with our drinks. As soon as she places them down, two more servers show up delivering the food we ordered, which barely leaves any free space on the table.
I sip on my beverage while I watch the guys pile ungodly amounts on their plates. The Kahlúa packs the perfect punch and tastes so good, I’m tempted to suck it right down.
“Goddamn, that’s good,” Thor says, wiping his mouth with a napkin.
Griffin leans forward to see around Cooper, and his gaze touches on me and then Autumn. “Ladies, thank you for ordering for us. We usually have to wait for the food to show up.”
“No problem,” Autumn says.
“We need to hook you into doing this every week we have a home game,” Thor says.
Rogan nods his agreement. “That works since I plan on her being at every game.”
“Do I get a say in this?” Autumn asks.
Rogan smirks. “When don’t you?”
I love seeing my friend stand up for herself. She hasn’t always been that way.
Conversation halts as everyone gets down to the business of devouring the food. I try to focus on enjoying my cheeseburger and fries while no fewer than ten women come by the table to tell the guys how well they played.
Cooper seems to be a fan favorite. He politely rebuffs their attempts and sends them on their way, or at least he does until one particularly aggressive woman doesn’t want to leave. She stands beside his chair, placing her large boobs at his eye level, then runs her fingers through his hair. Cooper opens and closes his mouth, as if he’s not sure what to say, while his teammates grin at his discomfort.
I reach out, grip his chin, and turn his face toward me, dislodging the woman’s hand. “Honey, you need to eat up. We have a long night ahead of us.”
His eyes momentarily widen and then a slow smile spreads across his lips. He wraps his arms around me, drawing me closer. “Baby, thanks for the reminder.”
I glance at the overeager fan and she holds both hands up. “Sorry. I didn’t realize he had a girlfriend.” She scurries away and I release Cooper’s face. His arms drop and I rub my hands together. “That was easy enough.”
Autumn claps. “Well done.”
I lean forward in a slight bow. “Thank you.”
Cooper smiles. “Thanks for saving me.”
I shrug. “She didn’t seem to know how to read the room.”
“I thought she was going to climb in my lap.”
“Or smother you with her boobs,” I say, laughing.
“Right?”
“Hell yeah!” Thor pumps his fist. “Death by titties. What a way to go.”
