First Down (Beyond the Play #1)

by Grace Reilly

But before I get two steps, I feel his hand encircle my sore, bruised wrist, tugging me backward. I can’t help it. I flinch. His gaze is dark as he looks down at where he’s touching me. “Bex—” I shake my head, lips pressed tightly together. Like hell am I admitting aloud that I let Darryl hurt me. “Fuck it. I don’t like the guy anyway.” He drops his hand, shoving both into his pockets. “You really don’t mind tutoring me?” I can tell he wants to press. To ask more about Darryl. But I jump on the topic change gratefully. “This is a deal, right? Quid pro quo. You take me on a few dates he’ll hear about, and I’ll make sure you pass this class.” He nods. “Okay. I can do that.” “You’re not worried about him trying to fight you?” He laughs. “Why would I be afraid? Let him try. I can take him, baby.”