Wrapped Up: a Triple Threat Sports Romance
“I had no idea how late it was, but he looked like he’d been out drinking all night. He stared at me like a lost puppy. A sad, lost, green-eyed puppy.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t home,” he said.
“You shouldn’t be,” I assured him. “Did you find your dinner?”
“I did, and I’m sorry you had to cook and eat alone. That’s not right. I owe you more respect than that, even just as an old friend,” he continued.
I closed the book and gave him a kind smile. “You don’t owe me anything, Jake. Did you enjoy what I cooked for you?”
“It was some of the best steak I’ve ever eaten,” he told me. I detected a slight slur in his speech, and I knew I had been right at first. He’d been out drinking, probably with a couple of guys from the team.
“Well, I’m glad you liked it. You should probably get to bed. You’ve got an early day ahead of you tomorrow with practice, I’m sure.”
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