Personal Foul (Plays & Penalties, #3)

by Maggie Rawdon

“Your body is fucking insane,” I mutter, studying her curves, wanting to run my hands over them. “You’re built like something out of a fucking fantasy.” She scowls at me.

“Yes, that’s it, Easton. You’ve caught me out. I’m secretly a cam girl. Making loads of money. I just sling beer at a bar on the side for funsies.” “I mean you’re doing a pretty good impression of one right now.” “I’m taking a shower.” She gives me an annoyed look. “While I watch you.” “Then don’t watch.” I let out a choked laugh. “Princess, I’m already making a mental fucking recording of all of this.”

“See; that so fucking hard?” I kiss her lower lip for a second before I haul her up to her feet with me. “Yes. A little part of me dies inside every time.”

“I think the two of you just make each other unhappy in general.” “Yeah, but I like it. The way she fucking needles me. The way she gets under my skin. And she’s so fucking hot when she’s mean.” “I think you need to analyze that with a therapist.”

Have you tried telling her you like her?” “No.” That sounds like the quickest way to losing my balls.

“Does that make you my sugar daddy then?” I bat my lashes at him. “God, I hope not. I’d like to make it to 40 before I have to resort to that.”

“Look at you. How fucking eager you are. Doing everything I say.”