Play Maker (Wild Card, #4)

by Nikki Hall

I pointed a taco at her. “Slow down, speed racer. I don’t have a seminar prepared for teaching socially awkward hotties how to people.”

She was going to kill me. The headlines wrote themselves. College football star dies from massive erection.

I’ll even throw in a foot massage when we get home because whoever invented high heels clearly hated women, and I do not.”

“Blue and I are together, and I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her. Deal with it.” “Shit,” Shaw cursed as RJ laughed. “Questions?” Adam continued. “No? Excellent.” I stared at him wide-eyed as he dragged me into his bedroom and locked the door behind us. “You’re in love with me?” He grinned as he yanked off his suit while I stood there with my mouth open. “Yep.” “I…” My brain declined to finish the sentence. Adam dropped his pants, revealing Big Mac in all his glory, and chuckled. “You don’t have to say anything—I just wanted you to know. And now I want you to know that I plan to eat that sweet pussy until you come at least twice.”