The Wrong Game (Love of the Game, #1)

by Kandi Steiner

“Hey, you,” Gemma said, sliding her hands around my waist. She leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss me, a lazy smile on her face when she pulled back. “I’m a wee bit tipsy.” I laughed. “As you should be, birthday girl.” I wiped a bit of ketchup from the corner of her mouth. “I still can’t believe you like hot dogs with ketchup on them.” “And cheese.” “So disgusting.” “Hey,” she pouted, poking out her lip in a way that made me want to cuddle her and take her to the bedroom all at once. “It’s good, okay? Just because I don’t like stupid Italian sausages or Polish sausages or whatever.” “It’s fine that you like hot dogs, but you could at least like Chicago-style hot dogs. Ketchup isn’t allowed.” “Says the one who wasn’t even born or raised in Chicago,” she pointed out. “Exactly. And even I know the proper way to eat a Chicago dog. I mean, I’m not judging you,” I said, voice fading. “But you’re wrong. Just so you know.” She stuck her tongue out. “You know,” Gemma said after a moment, pointing her finger right at my nose. “You promised me we’d play football today, and it’s almost sunset and you have not fulfilled said promise.” She hiccuped, and her eyes widened, like that damn hiccup had snuck up on her and she had no idea what the hell it was. I laughed. “Yeah, well, I’m not sure you could catch a football right now if you wanted to.” “I could, too,” she argued. “Did you bring one?” “I always have one in my car.” “Well, go get it, then.” And that was all she said to me before she...

A little sneak peek inside this love story I adore so much. <3