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.
I smiled, and for some reason, the sight of it made his face darken like a thundercloud. “Right back at ya.” NOAH “Hope this doesn’t bite you in the ass.” I grimaced, tightening my grip on the weight ball under my palm, then lowered slowly toward the ground in a push-up until my muscles shook.…
“And you don’t think that helps me?” I asked. He stopped walking. “I know you’re playin’ right now. I know you are.” I held my arms out. “Why? You said you’d be angry, right? Where do you think I put all that energy?” I lifted my chin at the field in front of us. “I…
“Yeah,” he said tightly. “For guys like you and me? It’s everything we hate about playing.” Once he’d given some instructions to an assistant coach, we started walking toward Beatrice’s office, and I thought about what he said. Everything we hated about playing. Great. NOAH “Thank you for joining me, gentleman,” she said from where…
“Good,” Beatrice said. “Molly accepted the role of special projects liaison for Washington this morning.” Did the earth just open up underneath me? I actually looked at the ground to make sure it hadn’t and that my chair was still on solid footing. Logan exhaled slowly, audibly. “She told me a little bit about the…
I strode past her, and before I was out of earshot, I heard her mutter, “Dick.” The apprehension and nerves were long gone, but my jaw clenched at the surprising pang of irritation I felt. I’d been called worse by women. By teammates. Not by someone like Molly, though. Someone kind and friendly. I kept…
“What?” I snapped, well aware that I sounded like the human equivalent of a pout. “How’d he look?” I groaned, dropping my head into my hands. “Isabel.” “That good, huh?” Lifting my head, I glared at her over my shoulder. “You know what he looks like.” “Yeah.” She sighed. “Sure as hell do. But seeing…
Her eyes held mine unflinchingly. “This is a big deal. Working with a company like Amazon opens doors that don’t get opened often, Molly. That job description includes a lot of fine print that you’d do well to read through, which is why I want you to take your time.” Returning my gaze to the…
All or Nothing documentaries.” Paige whistled. “No shit.” Logan pushed the swear jar in her direction, and she pulled a five from her purse and dumped it in. “There, I’m covered for the night.” Logan eyed me again. “We weren’t told about that. Who are they filming?” “They’re still deciding. I guess Allie and Cameron…
Looking around the room, I noted all three of their faces were frozen into variations of this is a horrible idea. “You guys,” I stated, “I’ve totally got this. They probably aren’t even coming to film him. We have thirty-one other players to pick from. It’ll be fine.” Oh, how very, very wrong I was.…
“No.” “Is she my coach?” I asked. “You know she’s not.” “Then it doesn’t involve me.” I stood from the chair. “I need to get changed and head to the weight room if you’re done.” He leaned back in his chair, and I hated the look of disappointment on his face. That face had aged…