When Molly meets her intimidating new boss, Beatrice, she’s judged by her last name and fancy connections—not her talent. But Molly’s no pushover. She loves her job with the Washington Wolves and won’t let anyone doubt her. A powerful project with Amazon lands in her lap, and now, she must prove she’s more than just a pretty face.
Isabel looked between us. “What am I missing?” “You’re about to find out,” I exhaled. “Come on, might as well get it over with.” Lewis muttered something to my parents, and my dad gave him a tight nod. My father looked older, just as my mum had, and he gave me the same nod he’d…
“I wasn’t asking you to bend to my whim, Mum.” “Weren’t you?” She shook her head sadly. “You messaged your father at midnight the night before your match without so much as a please, it would mean something to me if you came.” With my free hand, I gestured to Lia. “I wanted you to…
“I guess,” I said. “I hadn’t really thought about it.” Isabel hummed. The subject dropped. For another day at least. On day four of her trip, we made our way into London where she’d booked another hotel for a few nights, and at her insistence, I packed a bag to stay with her, working on…
Her eyebrows bent in over her eyes. “Of course.” Gently, she took my hand and laid it on top of the small bump under her black and red Wolves shirt. “This … this makes us a family, Jude. We’ll always have your back.” What was she doing to me? Why did the fabric of my…
Jude looked stupefied. He looked confused. He looked like someone had knocked him flat with a two-by-four. But instead of making some pleasure-loaded confession, I saw the moment he was ready to stop prolonging whatever tight-rope he was walking. His jaw clenched, a muscle popping behind the dark scruff on his face, and oh, oh,…
I hummed, dropping a kiss onto the curve of her newly exposed neck. “Nothing interesting.” Lia sighed, melting fully into my embrace. For a few moments, we stood like that, and I tried to remember how long it had been, before her, that someone had simply hugged me for the pleasure of it. Maybe that…
“Was it your paper? I thought you were happy with your first draft?” For ten days, she buried herself on her computer, working on … something important. The world of academia was hardly my comfort zone, but I was still trying to understand what it was she did. What she wanted to do. “No, it…
Suddenly, proving my worth to anyone but Lia felt like a fool’s errand. LIA For my second match, I was far more prepared. This time, I had a Shepperton Shorthorns sweatshirt over my thermal leggings, Jude’s jersey on underneath as a second layer, a poncho in my small purse in case it rained, a blue-and-white-striped…
And for the first time all match, I saw Jude look up in the direction of our seats. His hair was a mess, and his jersey was filthy, but his smile was blinding. I waved frantically, and he lifted a fist in the air. “Want to go with me to meet him when he’s done?…
I blinked. “Sorry. My brain is all …” I waved a hand around my head. She smiled. “I was a bit foggy in the early parts of both of my pregnancies, so I can relate to the …” She did some hand waving of her own. “One evening, I found myself quite parched, and when…