Mr. Irrelevant (Rock City Renegades #1)

by C.L. Rose

knowing that, even though Deacon won’t know who’s in the picture with her, it’ll be me he’s jealous of. “Okay, fine,” she says, rolling her eyes. “But we have to make sure your face isn’t in the frame. My dad doesn’t know I’m coaching you, and I doubt he’d be cool with me looking all cozy with one of his players.” I nod my head. “We can use your phone. That way, you can crop and edit whatever you want. And we’ll take some extras in case your ex acts up again and you need to shut his ass down.” She takes a confident breath, straightening her back and lifting her phone up in front of her. “Yeah. Okay. How should we, umm…” she trails off, so I decide to make the first move. I can tell she’s a little apprehensive, but this should be fun for her. I want her to feel empowered if and when she sends these pictures to him, and I hope it’s something she remembers the next time he tries to make her feel bad. “Get up here,” I say, reaching over and grabbing her by the hips until she’s sitting across my lap. She squeals, going rigid for just a moment, but I pull her closer anyway. “Was he much of a cuddler? What’s something he never did, but you wish he had?” She scoffs, her muscles loosening slightly. “He wasn’t a cuddler at all—said it made him too hot. If we were kissing and there was tongue involved, it was because he wanted sex. There was like, zero romance in our relationship, but I respected his boundaries. I’m not the type of girl who needs to be swept off her feet, but it woul...