Consider Me (Playing For Keeps, #1)

by Becka Mack

His grin is explosive, handsome, sexy, infuriating. Leaning over the boards, he stares down the length of his stick at me, the tip resting on top of the glass. “Hi.”

Then he shuts the door, hits me with two finger guns, and yells, “It’s a date!”

“If I find something like you and Dad had, the last thing I’ll do is let it get away from me.”

“You can’t kiss my not-a-real-date-but-actually-is-a-real-date at midnight!”

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Never, Ollie. I just want you to consider … consider giving me a shot. Consider me. That’s all I want, Ol. A chance with you.”

Her wide eyes lock on mine, cheeks blazing, hand hanging there in midair, holding on to a … A goddamn Oreo. Woman’s my fucking soul mate.

“What if I fall in love with you?” “Then I’ll fall with you, too, Ollie girl.”