Lexington and 42nd (The Off Field Series #1) by Kim Carmody Read Free Book Online

red-blooded woman is interested in Jensen.”
    I laughed. “Fine, well when you put it like that…but seriously I could never go there. It’s such a bad look. Besides, you and Dana were the ones who warned me about not getting involved!”
    Carrie shook her head. “Not true. Dana said you shouldn’t get involved with someone from the team. I never said anything of the sort.” She poked my arm. “If you were to ask me, I’d say you shouldn’t get caught getting involved with someone from the team. A subtle yet significant difference.”
    I laughed. “Oh, right, so you’re telling me you’ve hooked up with one of them?” I pointed to where the team was training on the field.
    She shook her head. “No, but I can tell you now that if Jensen tried to put the moves on me, I don’t think I’d say no.”
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    Carrie and I were putting the last of the club equipment in the van when I looked up and saw Will headed our way. He had the same jeans on but had swapped his sweat shirt in favor of a fitted white t-shirt. Under the cap he wore backwards, I could see his hair was wet, his face still slightly flushed from training and I had to forcibly keep my mouth from dropping open at the sight of him.
    “Oh my God,” I heard Carrie mutter under her breath.
    I turned to look at her. “No man should actually look like that in real life—you know that, don’t you?”
    She lowered her voice and nodded. “What did he do right in a past life to get those looks and his playing ability?” Then a little louder. “Hey Will!”
    He smiled. “Hey Carrie, how’s it going?”
    “I’m good thanks, and thanks for today by the way. They were really happy.”
    “Glad to hear it. You taking the van back to the office?”
    She nodded. “Yeah, we’re heading off now.”
    Will looked over at me. “I can give you a lift home if you want. The traffic in Midtown will be hell at this time.”
    Before I had a chance to decline, Carrie jumped in. “That’s a great idea!”
    My jaw dropped as I heard the words come out of her mouth. What was she doing? Hadn’t we just discussed the fact that I was trying to steer clear of him?
    I gave her a pointed stare. “No, that’s silly. I’m not leaving you to manoeuvre this beast back to the city on your own.”
    She smiled sweetly. “Emma, please. Where you come from, they drive on the wrong side of the road. Trust me, I’ll be better off on my own.”
    “That’s not true. I was plenty of help on the way out here.”
    That was a total lie. My only contribution had been to gasp every time we made a left.
    Carrie narrowed her eyes at me. “You seriously want to talk about the drive out?”
    I threw my hands up in the air. “Ugh! Fine, but just so you know, you guys are the ones driving on the wrong side of the road, not me.”
    I looked at both their smirking faces and shook my head. “Let me get my bag.”
    Carrie and I slammed the van doors closed and made our way around to the front. She jumped in with a quiet squeal, clapping her hands.
    “Shhhhhh!!” I batted at her hands. “Carrie, what do you think you’re doing?”
    She brushed off my question with the flick of her wrist. “Oh just go with it. It’s not every day a guy like that takes a liking to you. I’m not saying sleep with him, just enjoy the attention while it lasts.”
    I rolled my eyes before closing the door. “A lot of help you are.”
    Will smiled from under his cap when I walked back to him. “Car’s just over here.” He motioned over his shoulder.
    He opened my door before walking around the front of the car to his side, and in that time I mentally kicked myself for landing in yet another random situation with him. And more to the point, what was he doing? Was he really just a nice guy offering me a lift home or was there more to it? After his seemingly genuine apology in the stadium, I didn’t know what to think.
    “How was training?”
    “You mean…practice?”
    I rolled my eyes. “Sorry, how was