Wicked Games (Denver Rebels) by Maureen Smith Read Free Book Online

dad and brother are your biggest fans,” she gushed. “They’d kill me if I let you walk out of here without getting your autograph.” She grabbed a pen and a brochure, flipped to a blank page at the back and then thrust both items at Reid. “Do you mind?”
    “Not at all.” As he took the pen and brochure from Emily, his gaze drifted to Nadia. She shivered as he slowly looked her over. Her hair was pulled back into its usual ponytail, and she was wearing a plain navy shirtdress belted at the waist.
    “Hey,” he murmured.
    Just the sound of his voice made her nipples harden. “Hi,” she croaked, then inwardly cringed.
    Emily leaned across the table, batting her long eyelashes at Reid. “Can you address it to Steve? That’s my dad.”
    “Sure.”
    As Reid signed the brochure, Nadia couldn’t help staring at him. He was really tall, at least six foot four, without so much as an inch of fat on that hard body. He had one of those perfectly tapered torsos with broad shoulders that narrowed down to lean hips. He was even hotter than she remembered. Panty-dropping gorgeous.
    Emily was practically drooling as she handed him another brochure. “This one’s for my brother, Corey.”
    Reid graciously signed the second brochure and gave it back to her with the pen.
    “Thank you so much,” she gushed in a breathy voice. “I can’t wait to give these to Dad and Corey. They’re not gonna believe I met you.”
    Reid smiled, but his gaze had already shifted to Nadia. “Hi again.”
    “Hello.” She congratulated herself on sounding halfway normal this time.
    “It’s good to see you.”
    Her stomach fluttered. “How did you know I was here?”
    “Your brother told me.”
    “My brother?”
    “Yeah. I called him and asked where you work. He told me where to find you.”
    “And you came,” she said stupidly.
    “Yeah.” Those blue eyes glinted. “I came.”
    Nadia swallowed hard and shot a glance at Emily. The blonde’s eyes had widened into saucers as she looked from Reid to Nadia. “You two know each other?”
    “Not exactly,” Nadia said quickly. “We met at practice yesterday.”
    “Really?” Emily frowned in confusion. “What were you doing at the Rebels’ practice?”
    Before she could answer, two high school boys walked over to the table. Both were staring up at Reid with awestruck expressions.
    “Excuse me,” the shorter one said. “Are you The Rocket?”
    Reid smiled. “You got me.”
    “ Holy shit! ” the boy exclaimed, breaking into a huge grin. “I can’t believe it’s you! You’re my favorite hockey player!”
    “Mine too,” the other one piped up, beaming at Reid. “Can we have your autograph?”
    “Sure,” Reid agreed.
    The excited friends tore off pages from the notepads they’d received from one of the other colleges. As they shoved the pieces of paper at Reid, Nadia handed him a pen.
    He winked at her. “Thanks.”
    She blushed like a schoolgirl. “You’re welcome.”
    It wasn’t long before several other teenagers and their parents wandered over to meet Reid and get his autograph. As news of his appearance buzzed through the hall, more hockey fans showed up at Mountain View’s booth. It was the biggest crowd they’d had all night. It gave Nadia a twinge of smug satisfaction to see other recruiters looking envious this time. For the moment, at least, she and Emily were the coolest kids on the playground.
    Swarmed by excited fans, Reid patiently signed autographs, posed for selfies and offered words of encouragement to the young hockey players in the crowd, boys who idolized him and aspired to be like him.
    As Nadia watched, she couldn’t help admiring the natural ease with which Reid interacted with his fans. It was clear that he genuinely appreciated them, and they in turn adored him.
    Emily sidled closer to Nadia and whispered in her ear, “He is so fucking hot. I can’t believe he came here to see you.”
    Nadia made a face. “Gee, thanks.”
    Emily laughed.