The Billion Dollar Player: A Billionaire's Club Story - Plot & Excerpts
What the fuck does that even mean?” The burn of Avery’s cool rebuff was still simmering just under Jase’s skin even after having a week to cool down. He couldn’t get her out of his head, his memory overwhelmed with images of her dark hair cut into an edgy bob, and the most gorgeous green eyes he’d ever seen. There was a pretty good chance he could have bench-pressed her petite frame with one arm she was so tiny, and she had the cutest button nose he’d ever laid eyes on. In a word, she was stunning. And the fact that he couldn’t have her, made him want her that much more. “How in the hell should I know what it means?” Carson sat on his couch, watching game footage. There wasn’t a day of the week the guy wasn’t eating, breathing, or sleeping football. “I know I said she was the one, but maybe you should have cut your losses and moved on. The room was full of supermodel-gorgeous women.” Supermodel-gorgeous? Hardly. More like rode hard and put away wet. The tension and bad-luck streak he’d hoped to end with a wild romp with Avery had crashed and burned.
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