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Authors: Megan Ryder
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that fit was last night and that was a connection of a totally different ballgame. Not willing to let Jason get the better of her, she pursed her lips and nodded. “As I said, I would need to review the situation before I make any suggestions on how we proceed.”
“Fair enough, Ms. Kendall. Let me review the expectations of you and Mr. Friar.”
Hammonds sneered Jason’s name and Stacia fought the urge to slap him. The deliberate slight could only inspire Jason to rebel against the control, not be willing to work with her on his image. She’d seen it before and this only made her job more difficult.
Jason clearly felt the insult. His lips tightened further, almost disappearing in a flat, tense line. What could have happened to make him put up with this treatment?
*
Jason barely listened as Cole outlined the terms of his contract with his one-night stand. Thank God this contract wasn’t in place yesterday or he would already be in violation. He hadn’t expected his sudden physical reaction to her presence, the tightening of his cock and ferocious need to taste her again. If he couldn’t get his body under control, it might not be long before he broke the terms again. And again. Her tongue peeked out and wet her lips, a nervous gesture that only reminded him even more of that evening and those same lips on his lips, his stomach, his cock. He shifted to hide his rising attention.
Definitely not the time, although his cock never really cared about time or place.
His agent eyed him nervously. Scott had been a good friend, the only one who stood by him in this trouble. He must be wondering what the hell was going on and when Jason would blow it. He didn’t have a great track record at resisting women and, if Scott knew what transpired just last night, Jason would be without an agent and a job.
Jason listened to the pompous GM drone on and on, stressing the importance of keeping Jason’s cock in his pants and looking like a sweet angel on Sunday morning. Stacia kept darting him nervous glances, as if she was as afraid as he was of someone blowing their cover. That was interesting. Maybe this could work to his advantage.
Either he could blackmail his babysitter into leaving him alone, or, better yet, blackmail her into being closer with him. He hadn’t gotten her out of his system, not even after last night. Now he had a chance. But how to play it?
This situation needed a more careful hand than a hot shot down the baseline. He handled hot shots easily and instinctually, and he knew women almost as well. Something told him to play this one cool and calm, wait on it until he could read the bounce. He could do that.
A smile spread across his face and he caught her eye. He knew how the smile looked. Predatory and confident. Her eyes widened as she correctly read his intent. Oh yes, this was going to be fun.
Scott nudged him and he noticed Cole staring at him. The man clearly didn’t trust him. He’d have to watch himself with that one, definitely.
“You were saying?” he replied casually.
The GM’s eyes narrowed and he said, “Ms. Kendall is in charge. Ms. Kendall, if you need anything, any time, contact me.”
“She’ll be busy, Cole. I’ll take good care of her,” he drawled, secretly enjoying the way the other man’s face twisted as if he’d smelled something particularly nasty.
Scott groaned quietly next to him, reminding him that this game didn’t only affect himself but the one person who trusted him and had had his back from day one.
“Sorry. I’ll do my best to follow your rules,” Jason said, trying to appear more choirboy and less fallen angel.
Cole sniffed, clearly unimpressed. Jason met his gaze firmly. The GM leaned in and spoke quietly. “Remember, Friar. I never wanted you here. I think you’re washed up and a train wreck just waiting for the end of the line. I can assure you, I won’t let you drag this team down with you into the gutter. Watch yourself because I’ll be
“Fair enough, Ms. Kendall. Let me review the expectations of you and Mr. Friar.”
Hammonds sneered Jason’s name and Stacia fought the urge to slap him. The deliberate slight could only inspire Jason to rebel against the control, not be willing to work with her on his image. She’d seen it before and this only made her job more difficult.
Jason clearly felt the insult. His lips tightened further, almost disappearing in a flat, tense line. What could have happened to make him put up with this treatment?
*
Jason barely listened as Cole outlined the terms of his contract with his one-night stand. Thank God this contract wasn’t in place yesterday or he would already be in violation. He hadn’t expected his sudden physical reaction to her presence, the tightening of his cock and ferocious need to taste her again. If he couldn’t get his body under control, it might not be long before he broke the terms again. And again. Her tongue peeked out and wet her lips, a nervous gesture that only reminded him even more of that evening and those same lips on his lips, his stomach, his cock. He shifted to hide his rising attention.
Definitely not the time, although his cock never really cared about time or place.
His agent eyed him nervously. Scott had been a good friend, the only one who stood by him in this trouble. He must be wondering what the hell was going on and when Jason would blow it. He didn’t have a great track record at resisting women and, if Scott knew what transpired just last night, Jason would be without an agent and a job.
Jason listened to the pompous GM drone on and on, stressing the importance of keeping Jason’s cock in his pants and looking like a sweet angel on Sunday morning. Stacia kept darting him nervous glances, as if she was as afraid as he was of someone blowing their cover. That was interesting. Maybe this could work to his advantage.
Either he could blackmail his babysitter into leaving him alone, or, better yet, blackmail her into being closer with him. He hadn’t gotten her out of his system, not even after last night. Now he had a chance. But how to play it?
This situation needed a more careful hand than a hot shot down the baseline. He handled hot shots easily and instinctually, and he knew women almost as well. Something told him to play this one cool and calm, wait on it until he could read the bounce. He could do that.
A smile spread across his face and he caught her eye. He knew how the smile looked. Predatory and confident. Her eyes widened as she correctly read his intent. Oh yes, this was going to be fun.
Scott nudged him and he noticed Cole staring at him. The man clearly didn’t trust him. He’d have to watch himself with that one, definitely.
“You were saying?” he replied casually.
The GM’s eyes narrowed and he said, “Ms. Kendall is in charge. Ms. Kendall, if you need anything, any time, contact me.”
“She’ll be busy, Cole. I’ll take good care of her,” he drawled, secretly enjoying the way the other man’s face twisted as if he’d smelled something particularly nasty.
Scott groaned quietly next to him, reminding him that this game didn’t only affect himself but the one person who trusted him and had had his back from day one.
“Sorry. I’ll do my best to follow your rules,” Jason said, trying to appear more choirboy and less fallen angel.
Cole sniffed, clearly unimpressed. Jason met his gaze firmly. The GM leaned in and spoke quietly. “Remember, Friar. I never wanted you here. I think you’re washed up and a train wreck just waiting for the end of the line. I can assure you, I won’t let you drag this team down with you into the gutter. Watch yourself because I’ll be
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