Watching Lisa’s obsession with Tony has been a torture for years. But this summer, Tony got involved with someone else and asked me to distract Lisa from her grief. Heck, I’m game!
Subtly, I seduce her first into my soccer team and later on to my party. She calls me an insufferable playboy. Well, she doesn’t know me yet. Some one-on-one soccer training may change her mind. The tequila-kiss afterward wasn’t such a brilliant idea, however. Or…was it?
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“Are you coming?” I demanded.
“I can’t. I’m grounded,” she whispered back.
“For sleeping with me?”
That made her smile, even though she tried to hide it. Baby, you failed.
“For not sleeping in my own bed,” was what she answered.
“How long are you grounded?”
“Until Sunday. But I can come to the practices.”
“At least there’s that.” I would have hated not to see her there when she was, at long last, on my team. But I wanted to train with her now, too. There had to be a way to get her out of that room without her parents finding out. Scanning the garden, the tree, and the shed, I had an idea. “What time do you usually get up in the morning?”
She narrowed her eyes. “I don’t know. Eight, nine, sometimes later.”
“So we have at least three hours until someone will expect you downstairs.” That was enough time to get her out, do some running, and get her in again. And I wouldn’t waste one minute of that precious time with her. With a flick of my head, I motioned for her to get moving. “Come out.”
“What?” she gasped.
“Get dressed and climb to the roof of the shed. I’ll help you down.”
“You’re crazy.”
I smirked. “You are a coward.”
“I’m not!”
“Prove it.”
She bit her bottom lip, looking a bit wary, in need of a little push. “So?” I prompted.
“Fine. Give me a minute.”
Hell, yeah!
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