Stadium of Lights
A Second Chance Sports Romance
by Tia
Lewis
Publication
date: September 19th 2016
Genres:
New Adult, Romance, Sports
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He can’t help claiming her. But
can he love her?
Max Anderson enjoys all the perks
of being a star NFL quarterback―including the women. He has no intention of
changing his carefree, hard-loving lifestyle … until a twist of fate reunites
him with the girl he knew growing up.
Abby Morrison has worked hard to
become a physical therapist. She knows she needs to keep things professional
with Max — but the truth is, she’s always loved him. Back then, she hid it.
Now, it’s not so easy.
As they rekindle their
friendship, the heat between them is impossible to ignore. Soon it flares out
of control, and the fallout threatens to ruin everything. Can they salvage a
future together … or will the consequences wreck their lives?
I thought
back to all the times she had stood by and watched me with my many girlfriends
and hookups. Whenever I had a problem with any of them, I’d ask her what to do
since she was a girl. I never once thought of her the way I thought of them,
not once. And when I met her again, that same old image was in my head. The
dorky, geeky girl with glasses who always bumped into things and knocked them
over, who didn’t have any friends except for me. When the other kids would ask
why I was friends with her, I could never explain why. It was probably because
of that early friendship, back when we were little kids. I couldn’t just drop
her because she wasn’t cool. She was my little sis.
My little sis had grown up, but I made her cry when I reminded her
of the girl she used to be. How stupid! I finally understood why she had cried
the day before. I kept thinking of her as the old girl, who she obviously
hated. I wouldn’t let her be the new person she’d become. I was so blind.
It was actually sort of funny, watching the guys trade places just
so they could sit with her. When Trey got up for another plate, Joe took his
place. Brett took Randy’s place. On and on, and Abby just kept drinking her
wine and laughing and having fun. I just kept watching to see who would ask to
take her home.
The time came around nine o’clock when we’d all stuffed ourselves.
Abby stood up from the table, a little wobbly. I swooped in, waiting for her to
decide it was time to go.
“Come on. I’ll take you home,” I murmured, taking her by the
elbow. She looked up at me.
“No,” she murmured.
“What?”
“No. I don’t want you to take me home. Now will you move?”
“Wait. Slow down.”
“I want somebody else, Max. Now move.”
“Who?”
“Anybody. It doesn’t matter. Just not you.” She shook me off—thank
God we’d both been whispering, or practically, because it didn’t seem like
anybody else noticed. I followed her out the door to the restaurant’s entrance.
“You can’t drive in this condition,” I warned her.
“Then I’ll get a cab. You can leave now.” She glared at me, her
cheeks flushed.
“What?”
“You ruined it. You always ruin it.”
“How the hell did I ruin anything?”
She looked back into the restaurant, frowning. “I was having fun.
People were talking to me, seeing me, liking me. And you had to take over like
you always do.”
My car pulled up in front of us, and I took the keys from the
valet. “Come on. I’ll drive you home, and we can talk about it on the way.” I
practically threw her into the car before she could curse me out, then got in
myself. Once I locked the doors from my side, she couldn’t open them.
“What the fuck Max!” She slapped the dashboard, then sank into her
seat with a groan. “I was having fun. I was about to get laid, damn it!”
I bit my tongue until I calmed down. “By whom?”
“I don’t know! What did it matter? I was gonna get some for me,
for once. And you won’t let me. I have to always be there for you, but you can
never be there for me. You couldn’t just let me enjoy myself. No, you probably
wanted to tell me all about your stupid fucking cheerleader girlfriend and ask
me what you should do about her!” There was so much venom in her voice. She
hated me.
I pulled over to the shoulder of the road. “What are you doing?”
she asked. I unbuckled my belt without saying a word, then turned to her.
“You wanna know why I wanted to take you home?” I reached out,
grabbing her by the shoulders. I pulled her to me before she could push me away
and crushed my mouth against hers.
She only fought me for a split second before giving in. She
sighed, relaxing, and I wrapped my arms around her. Her lips were so sweet,
soft and yielding. When I slid my tongue between them, they opened to give me
better access. I tasted the inside of her mouth, taking my time. This girl who
had been my friend for so long, and she was right—I’d used her in a way. This
girl who was always there for me without asking anything in return. This sexy,
incredible girl.
The kiss deepened, with her tongue dancing alongside mine. She
wrapped her arms around my neck, almost growling. Sounding hungry, desperate. I
ran one of my hands over her body, listening to the way the breath caught in
her throat. She whined a little, pressing against me, and when I made contact
with her tits she moaned into my mouth.
By the time the kiss ended, we were both breathless. Her eyes were
wide, stunned.
“That’s why,” I whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her
ear.
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Tia Lewis is a romance author
from the Midwest who writes about smart, sexy, sassy women and hot, possessive
alpha males. Her favorite bad boys to write about include sports players,
mafia, bikers, billionaires and the bad-ass next door. You can find her
cooking, reading, or traveling when she’s not busy working on her next release.
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