Long Shot (Hoops, #1)

by Kennedy Ryan

“And what position will I play on your team?” His smile melts a little around the edges, and his eyes lose some of their humor. “At the five-spot,” he says softly. The five-spot? His position is the point guard, or the one-spot. Shooting guard is the two. The three is small forward, and the four is power forward. The five is . . . “Center,” he says, linking our fingers and toying with the hair hanging on my shoulder. “If you were mine, Iris, there would be no doubt what position you’d hold in my life. You’d be center. I’d play you at the five.”