Straddling the Line by Jaci Burton Read Free Book Online Page B

bathroom sink before returning downstairs. The last thing she needed was for Hammond to find various parts of her clothing in the kitchen. She was supposed to be here for professional reasons, not fun and games.
    Damn Trevor for finding new ways to turn her on. Then again, he’d been right—she had started it. She just hadn’t known how hard a player he was, how much of a competitive nature he had. Now she knew, and she’d keep her distance.
    She heard him coming down the stairs, so she turned aroundand leaned against the counter, wishing she could put something—anything—between them. She felt like she needed a shield to ward off all the testosterone that seemed to roll off him.
    Or maybe that was just her imagination.
    “There you are,” he said, grinning as he walked by and looking at the sink, where her bikini top used to be. “Swimming was fun. We should do that again.”
    “No, we definitely should not. I’d like to not bare my breasts to anyone who happens to be watching.”
    He laughed and leaned against the counter next to her. “I don’t have any neighbors within viewing distance of my backyard. That’s why I bought this property. It’s plenty private.”
    “There’s Hammond.”
    “His errands will take him away from the house for the rest of the day. So no one saw your boobs but me.”
    “Great.”
    “Yeah, they were.”
    She rolled her eyes at him and pushed off the counter, heading toward the living room. “Ready to continue?”
    “No. I have to head to the stadium and prep for the game. But you can come along.”
    She stopped and turned. “All right.” Now she could watch him in action. She was eager to see him work, and getting to see it at field level excited her.
    She gathered up her things and stuffed them into her bag. By then, he’d grabbed his team bag and car keys.
    “Ready?” he asked.
    “Sure.”
    He led her to the car. It only took about a half hour to get to the stadium, but she enjoyed the view nonetheless.
    Trevor was right. It had been a long time since she’d been to St.Louis, and she’d had a child’s-eye view back then. Now everything looked different.
    The city had grown so much, but she was still in awe of the Arch and the Mississippi River as they wound their way downtown and toward the stadium.
    “So you’ll continue to play baseball until the end of the season, then you’ll head to Tampa and join the football team there?”
    “Yeah. At least this season, since the Rivers have a shot of making the playoffs. It works easier that way for both teams, rather than me trying to jump back and forth.”
    “Easier on you, too, I imagine.”
    He nodded. “I travel enough with the Rivers. I don’t need to go back and forth with the baseball and football teams. When baseball is done, I’ll join Tampa and play out the football season with them.”
    She shook her head. “I don’t know how you do it, Trevor. Trying to juggle two professional sports seems crazy.”
    He pulled into a parking spot and turned off the engine, then turned to her. “That’s me, Haven. Just fucking crazy.”
    She laughed and got out of the car with him.
    “I’ll set you up inside the boxes where it’s more comfortable,” he said as they headed into the stadium.
    “If you don’t mind, I’d like to sit as close to the field as possible, unless there are no seats available.”
    “Are you sure? The club box seats are much more comfortable. Plus, there’s liquor and great catering.”
    “I’m pretty sure I can handle it.”
    “Suit yourself.” He led her inside and stopped at security, where she was given a pass. She picked it up and looked at it. “This isn’t a press pass,” she said as she hurried to keep up with his long strides.
    “Yeah, I know. A press pass limits you. This one won’t. It’ll give you access to anywhere in the stadium you want to go.”
    “Really. Why would you do that?”
    He stopped and turned to face her, and as they stood in the sun, she was