Cherry Picking (THE GAMES WE PLAY) by Rikki Leighton EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Rikki Leighton
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GRIFFIN
Lucky number thirteen.
Five years and thirteen teams; they must be running out of places to put
me.
Not that I blame them. Being king of smashing jaws and getting my
teammates sent to the penalty box for stupid shit is a sure fire way to get
myself booted.
What can I say? I’m a protective hothead who also happens to be over
all the homophobic chirping that players think makes them sound tough.
That doesn’t mean I’m expecting a warm welcome from the
Chattanooga Hornets at our first—absolutely not compulsory—practice of
the off-season.
It does mean that I’m rattling the ratty old floorboard in my best friend’s
truck with how aggressively I’m shaking my leg to all the nervous thoughts
in my head.
A hand lands on my thigh with an iron tight grip, and I force my leg still
even though it makes me feel like an over pressurized soda can.
“Griff. My baby is old. Shake her like this and she might just break
down for good.”
There’s something ironic about Locke being a mechanic and owning the
most beat down Chevrolet on the entire planet.
I shoo his hand back to his side of the truck, where he puts it on the
steering wheel and rolls his eyes.
“Big Bad Griffin Foster nervous over some puckheads? Never thought
I’d see the day.”
His eyes are on the road, and there’s a big ass smile on his face. While
I’m settling in, Locke is letting me crash at his place, and since I don’t
currently have a car, he’s also my temporary chauffeur.
Which sucks for him because it’s a little after five in the morning where
Coach is having us do a morning workout before the grueling practice
starts.
“You gonna stay and watch? I’m sure there’s some good asses in there.”
Locke came out to me in high school, and it was actually walking in on
him and some guy fooling around that gave me a full blown sexual
awakening. I thought most people preferred touching their own dick to
getting off with someone else.
Turns out, I was just getting off with the wrong gender.
He snorts and shakes his head. “There isn’t an ass or dick in the world
that could keep me from the sweet embrace of sleep. I’m crawling my
happy ass right back into bed until the shop opens at seven.”
One would think an extra hour of sleep wouldn’t seem like such a big
deal, but I learned a long time ago not to get between Locke and his rest.
It’s like they’ve got some holy matrimony voodoo going on there.
“I’ll have you sick of me and kicking me out in no time.”
Locke reaches over the console and flicks my temple, throwing me a
brief but stern glare.
“You gotta make this one stick, Griff.” Locke’s tone is
uncharacteristically serious, and the silence that follows is mildly unnerving
as he pulls into the Hornets’ rink and throws the truck into park.
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