Intercepted by Love: Part One: A Football Romance (Playing the Field Book 1) by Rachelle Ayala Read Free Book Online

invade you without your permission, and I’ve never done it without protection.” He swallowed regret at the thought he’d blocked his own cock. “It’s just we have to be on the same page and have the same expectations.”
    She pulled her knees to her chest and crossed her arms. “I knew it would come to this. Every guy wants to make sure I have no expectations, and I don’t. Really. I’m totally satisfied with sock knocking sex as long as you want, and when you want to call it quits, hasta la vista , baby.”
    Something about the way she dismissed him twinged his heart, just a little, even though that was what he was about to propose, a hideaway fling, nothing heavy and serious.
    “So, you’re really okay with me upping and leaving when the time comes?”
    “Of course.” She tugged the sheets closer and shuddered. “Can I put my clothes on?”
    “Do you want to?”
    Biting her lip, she patted around the bed for her jeans and panties.
    Since Cade prided himself a gentleman, he went to the living room to retrieve her bra and blouse, then handed them to her without meeting her eye.
    “Please, don’t be ashamed or anything,” he said. “I loved the way you opened up to me. I think it’s wonderful.”
    “I know, and I’m not going to sit here and hem and haw and tell you I never do this before, although I haven’t had sex in more than a year, but don’t worry, I know you’re not judging me. It’s society and the double standard.”
    He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t ever shortchange yourself. You’re beautiful, responsive, hot, and smart.”
    She wiped the sweaty red strands of her hair back over her forehead. “I know, and that’s why I never have to settle for anyone. Let’s not overthink this, outlaw. How long are you going to be in town?”
    She asked that as if it didn’t matter, but her voice wobbled, and her eyes darted away from him before she pasted on an overly bright smile.
    “End of March,” he said, pulling on his sweater.
    “Is that when the dog shows start?”
    Not really. Training camp didn’t start until the end of July, but Cade hadn’t been planning to spend all of his free time hiding. For one, he had strength and conditioning camp at the end of March. He should be completely refreshed by then and ready to go back in a big way. Confident and positive, especially coming off an affair with a woman who appreciated him without knowing who he was.
    He noticed she was fully dressed, so he took her hand. “Why don’t we hit the bar downstairs? Or go out for a bite? Night’s still young.”
    “Sure, we could do that.” Andie slid off the bed and clasped her fingers between his. “We still have time.”
    “We still do.” He pulled her close and captured her sweet, succulent lips.
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    A ndie put on her coat and stiffened her spine. One orgasm, no matter how awesome, should not have reduced her to wishing and begging Cade to stay. End of March meant they had roughly six weeks. Plenty of time.
    She’d show him the frozen waterfalls, they could go snowshoeing or cross-country skiing, target shooting, even downhill skiing.
    “Ready?” Cade patted his dog and checked his water bowl. “I have to be back to walk him before midnight. Is that okay with you?”
    “Yes, I should get home before then.” She stepped into her slip-on duck boots and pulled on her gloves.
    Cade stopped in front of the door and kissed her. His eyes were focused and intense, and he seemed to want to say something.
    Andie stepped back from the kiss, hating the wall of awkwardness that had descended between them. “Maybe I shouldn’t have asked when you were leaving. Maybe having a set date is the wrong thing. I mean, just because we’re here today doesn’t mean we have to see each other for the next six weeks.”
    “Are you seeing anyone else?”
    Her head shook before she could open her mouth. She wanted to say ‘yes,’ she was seeing others, loads and loads of other guys. She didn’t