Touchdown: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (Pass To Win Book 1) by Roxy Sinclaire Read Free Book Online

she could ever want. I thought her life was perfect. I was wrong.
    When she finished telling her story, the only thing I could think to say was, “I’m sorry.”
    “For what?” she said.
    “That this happened to you. You don’t deserve to be treated this way.”
    “Thanks,” she said, a small smile appeared on her pink lips. “Come here,” she said, motioning me over the bed.
    I sat down on the bed next to her. She leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. She smelled so sweet.
    “I feel like I should apologize to you,” she said. “I never thanked you for taking care of me the night of the game. You could have left me there, but you didn’t. I just want you to know that I really appreciate it.”
    “If you don’t mind me asking,” I started. “Why did you ignore my texts and sit in the back of the classroom?”
    “I don’t know, I was embarrassed and just wanted to forget all about it. I didn’t want you to make fun of me.”
    “I’m capable of having serious discussions,” I interjected.
    “I’m sure you are,” she said. “I have yet to see it, though.”
    We laughed, her head still resting on my shoulder. I put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her in a little closer. She didn’t flinch. Nice.
    “For what it’s worth,” I said, “I had a really good time with you at the party.”
    “I think I did too, until the last few drinks happened,” she groaned.
    “Even dancing with Donny?”
    “You saw that?”
    “Everyone saw that. You were dancing like a mad woman,” I chuckled.
    “I like to dance,” she said defensively. “He was so sweaty, though. Why was he that sweaty?”
    “Donny doesn’t pull a lot of hot chicks. He was probably nervous.”
    We both laughed at this. It was so nice, just getting to talk like two friends. No trying to one-up each other, just talking.
    “Did I -” she started. “Did I say anything to you while I was blackout drunk?”
    “Not really, besides the fact that I’m apparently an asshole, but nice. So which is it?”
    She gave me a coy smile. “Nice, I think. But I’m still not completely convinced.”
    I couldn’t help but stroke her hair. It always looked so soft and smooth. I gently pressed my lips to the top of her head. She lifted her head and looked me straight in the eyes. Then suddenly, her lips were on mine and it took every ounce of restraint I had not to pull her in closer.
    I wanted to put my hands on every square inch of her body, but I didn’t want to scare her away. When we pulled apart we were both silent, just staring into each other’s eyes.
    Without warning, my door sprung open.
    “What’s going on in here?” Donny yelled.
    “What the hell are you doing?” I yelled back.
    “Reg said you guys had another case of beer in here.”
    “Why didn’t you look in the fridge? Shut the door and get out of here,” I said.
    “Hey, Alexa,” Donny sneered. She looked like she wanted to disappear. “You better be careful, Martin. She’s a crazy one. She can do things in bed that you’ve never even heard of.”
    “Nothing that I already haven’t done with your mom, Donny,” I retorted. With that, he left, slamming the door behind him.
    “I’m really sorry about that,” I said. “That guy is a dick and is probably just jealous that no girl has ever been in his room.”
    “I should go,” she said, gathering her shoes and purse.
    “Do you want to come back later tonight?” I asked hopefully.
    “I just need to be alone for a while, I think. I’ll text you sometime, though.”
    I walked her to the door. She wordlessly kissed me on the cheek, and walked back to her building.
    I wondered if this meant there was something going on between us, or if we just had a bad habit of being together during vulnerable times. I didn’t feel like going to the party anymore. I texted Reg and told him that I was going to bed and would talk to him in the morning.

10

Alexa
    I put my key in the door, hoping that no one would be home. I