Quarterback Sneak (Red Zone Rivals, #3)

by Kandi Steiner

To the ones who have been strangled by the dark hand of grief, who have found the strength to stand even with its heavy boot on your chest, to those who continue to live even when it feels impossible… this one’s for you.

Because all my life, football had been my one and only focus. It was all I cared about. It was my reason for waking up in the morning, and the only thought that consumed me when I laid my head down at night. It was my lifeline, my muse, the center of my attention. But in one fatal moment, that focus shifted. Julep Lee was the coach’s daughter. She was completely off limits.

And

yet, I knew right then and there that I h...

“You can’t have me,” I reminded him, though my voice was shallow, weak. “Says who?” “My father.” His eyes fell to my lips, his next breath warming them. “As long as it’s not you saying it, I don’t care.”

“I couldn’t sleep because when I undressed and crawled under those sheets, my body burned from the memory of your hand between my legs.”

“Let me remind you,” I rasped.

“You feel so fucking good,” he breathed, chest heaving. His eyes darted up to mine. “Let’s see how you taste.”

He was so fucking powerfully beautiful standing there, the shadows of his cheeks defined in the overhead light. His jaw clenched, and he ran his thumb along my bottom lip, pressing in until I opened my mouth. “Beg for me.”

“I didn’t get to finish tasting you,”

“Do you read any normal books?” Mary asked. Giana frowned, tapping her thumb against the edge of the book still cradled to her chest. “I like vanilla romance sometimes… a sweet friends-to-lovers, maybe a second-chance situation.” “And those don’t have sex in them?”

Giana snorted. “Like I’d waste my time on a book without spice.”

“Reading dirty books and highlighting all the best parts for us to try after the win.”

“Me, too, you know,” she said softly. “You, too, what?” She peeked up at me. “I love you.” “Well, obviously.”

“Say it again,” I murmured along the skin behind her ear before I kissed the very spot my breath touched. “I love you, you idiot.”