Just Don't Fall (Sweater Weather, #1; Appies, #1)

by Emma St. Clair

As soon as he’s gone, I fix my eyes on Parker. “Did you have something you wanted to meet about? Because⁠—” I don’t get to finish because one after another, what must be the whole team—or practically the whole team—pops in, one by one. Alec—the captain who somehow looks like a Disney prince come to life. Based on the way he struts, he might actually think he is a Disney prince. It makes me unreasonably happy when Parker rolls her eyes at him the second his back is turned. Then it’s Tucker and Dumbo—two defenders who come in together, making Parker’s small office feel even more cramped. I don’t bother to ask their real names. And a bunch more whose names I’ve forgotten. Every guy calls Parker Boss. All of them look at her in a way I don’t like. Not that they looked at her disrespectfully. The opposite actually—it’s clear they hold Parker in high regard. Which should ease my tension. Instead, it bugs me that these guys I don’t know and don’t trust have a familiarity with Parker that used to be mine. Totally unfair. But feelings aren’t always fair. After what must be twenty minutes of this, I’m ready to slam the door in the face of the next guy who tries to set foot inside. Thankfully, I don’t try it, because the last guy practically has to stand at an angle to fit in the doorway. Giving me a quick glance, he hands a paper across the desk to Parker. “I brought you that list, Boss,” he says. To me, he nods and says, “Hey, man.” I nod back, but Parker beams as her eyes scan the...