Playing to Win (The Players #3)

by Monica Murphy

“You were a big help to me today at practice.” “I did nothing.” You exist, is what I want to tell her. Just looking at you calms my chaotic thoughts. Like right now.

“You said so yourself that we can’t date. And I—I really want to date you, Ruby.”

“I think that’s your favorite part about me,” I say. “The teasing.” “I don’t know.” His gaze skims over me again, settling on all the spots of my body that tingle for him. “I pretty much like all your parts.”

Acey Baby: It’ll be nice to have you on the field with me. Me: You have to ignore me. Pretend I don’t exist. Acey Baby: Impossible. You’re all I see.