Game On! (Seaside Heat) by Dani Jace Read Free Book Online

and he proved her right. After their waitress left, she asked, “Will any of your family be coming to your games?”
    He shrugged and glanced to one of the TVs mounted on the wall. “Mom and Dad aren’t into football. They came to a few high school games.”
    How sad. She read the disappointment in his face. Her parents attended every single game of her brothers’ and all of her lacrosse matches.
    “My sister, Ashley, was a cheerleader, so she was there. She also came to my home games during college.” He sounded like he missed her more than he cared to admit. “She interviewed at a law firm right out of college, then fell for one of the lawyers and is now a mom.”
    “So you’re an uncle, too.” She could see this man as a dad. Whoa, Jordan, slow down.
    “It’s hard to believe when I’ve only seen Jeremy once.”
    “Tell you what, I’ll be your cheerleader this season.” Smiling, she waved her napkin like a pom-pom.
    He almost spewed his beer across the table. “You hated cheering.”
    “It’d be different for you.”
    He cocked his head as his face brightened. “That…um...really means a lot, Jordan.”
    “I’m sure you’ll think of a way to repay my efforts.”
    Their meals arrived and they ate in silence for a bit.
    With such supportive parents she couldn’t imagine her family not being there for her. They’d backed her during the darkest times of the trial. Heath had referred to himself as a jock more than once. Was that it? Did his parents cater to their daughter because she sought higher academic standards? Was his dad a lawyer or had he wanted Heath to become one like him?
    Having finished with his lunch, Heath asked, “Are you going to eat that or just torture it?”
    Like a child caught playing in her food, she bowed her head.
    He nabbed a piece of burger off of her plate and enticed her by placing it to her pursed lips. After accepting the offering, she continued and nibbled on his finger.
    A sexy scowl crossed his face. “Damn, can’t wait for dessert.”
    Such a good, bad boy. So different from the serious types that she’d always gone for.
    * * * *
    Feeling more confident in his company with some social time under her belt, she offered to drive back. Along Waterside Drive, she pointed out the USS Wisconsin docked along the waterfront. “We can take a tour sometime if you want. And then there’s the Chrysler Museum.”
    He ran a hand through his hair. “Anytime my tour guide is available.”
    She checked the clock. “Absolutely, but if you want some game time, we need to get back to the house while mom and dad are golfing.”
    “Rain check on the battleship.” He grinned.
    Jordan laughed. “Your gun is primed and ready then, Mr. Tight End.”
    “You know it darlin’.”
    Anxious for the next play of the game, she drove them back to the house in record time. “Let’s take a quick dip in the swimming pool first?”
    “Sure.” He wore a pearly grin as he followed her inside.
    “One of my brothers probably left some trunks in the spare room.”
    After a quick trip to her oldest brother’s former room, she returned with a pair of safety orange colored swim trunks.
    Heath’s mouth quirked. “Don’t want me to get lost?”
    “Be nice.”
    He held them to his waist and mocked in a girly tone, “Well, they’ll definitely show off my tan.”
    With a flick of her hand, she let out a teen-like squeal. “Oh, you are so right.”
    He winced. “Quit. You’re killing my—”
    “Boner?” She laughed and led him to her bedroom over the garage so she could change.
    While he followed her up the stairs two at a time, she wondered how much he squatted. She bet what she weighed was a mere warm-up for any of his weight training. No doubt he could pin a woman against the wall and do the dirty.
    She missed the top step.
    He snagged her at the waist and brought her back against him.
    Saved her from a face plant. Dang, the man was quick and a solid anchor. “Thanks.”
    Safely away