“You’re all I’ve been thinking about since the club,” she says, shocking me. “I tried to make it stop. I told myself we couldn’t be more. I know the risks—and there are a lot of them, starting with the public backlash we could face with my family owning the team you play for—but every time I think I’ve convinced myself that I don’t like the way it feels when you touch me, you remind me how much I do. Then, seeing you on the field and knowing we did that together…it just made me feel things.” I dip my chin, trying to keep my cocky smirk from turning into a full-blown, shit-eating grin. When she
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