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downtown.”
    â€œBefore you go, Tarah,” Maitlyn said, turning the conversation in another direction, “when do you want to fly in for the game?” Maitlyn was responsible for arranging transportation for the family to the big play-off game and Tarah was sure her to-do list was lengthy. “You are still coming, right?”
    Tarah shook her head as if her sister could see her. “I’m not sure. It’s all going to depend on the Barton twins!”
    * * *
    The masseuse hit a particularly sensitive spot behind Nicholas’s right calf. He moaned loudly, the sound resonating from a place deep in the pit of his stomach.
    â€œDamn, bro!” Nathaniel Stallion said, looking up from the documents he was reviewing.
    Nicholas laughed as he lifted his head to stare in his brother’s direction. “Sorry about that.”
    His brother laughed with him. “Has it been that long since a woman’s touched you?” Nathaniel teased.
    â€œYou know that women are off-limits right now. During the season I reserve all my energy for the football field. I can’t risk being off my game, and every woman I’ve ever met has tried to do just that.”
    â€œThat’s because you go through them like water, and they’re trying to hold on to you like glue.”
    â€œI don’t know what it is. I just know I don’t have time for it.”
    â€œYou take it to the extreme, though. I understand refraining from sex before game night, but there are usually two or three days prior to each game that you can... blow ...off some steam.”
    The young woman kneading the tightness out of his muscles smiled down at Nicholas as she trailed the heel of her palm up and down the length of his thigh. She tossed Nathaniel a quick look and winked, and he winked back.
    Nicholas shrugged, settling back into the massage table’s face hole, the surrounding memory foam cushioning his head. He allowed his mind to drift, falling into the quiet of the soft music that billowed in the background. His body finally relaxed, each sinewy muscle feeling like melted butter. It was the most relaxed he’d been in weeks, and knowing it would only last a short time allowed him to savor the sensation all the more.
    For a moment he lay reflecting on his brother’s comment. He didn’t say so out loud, but casual sexual encounters were the last thing on his mind. The mere thought of a quick few minutes with a woman whose name he barely knew made him wince. Those days were far behind him, and he couldn’t remember when he had started to feel that way. Just that he was done and finished with the playboy lifestyle others assumed he relished, one that too many of his fellow teammates were trying to master. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by his brother’s voice.
    â€œHave you spoken to Tarah? Did she ever call you back?”
    Nicholas lifted his head slightly and cut an eye in his brother’s direction. He found himself suddenly regretting having said anything to his twin about the beautiful woman, wishing he’d kept his musings about Tarah to himself. But she had been on his mind, and he had needed to vent. He’d found himself missing her since their Christmas encounter. He missed the banter between them. Her teasing and the overt flirtations had become a pivotal pleasure in their relationship, if you could call what they shared a relationship. He missed her smile, and her laughter made him feel good about everything.
    As he lay there thinking about her, the muscles suddenly tightened across his back and neck. The faintest hint of a rising erection began to press tight between his legs. He couldn’t help but be grateful that he was lying on his stomach. He tried to ignore his brother still eyeing him with a steely gaze.
    Nicholas shook his head. “No, she didn’t call me back,” he answered before he dropped his head back down. He closed his eyes and took a