Trade Deadline (Chicago Thunder Book 1)

“I need you naked,” he demands.
I simply nod.
Because I’m unable to deny the most amazing man I’ve ever met anything he wants.
Maybe I’m already way past falling.

Am I falling for him?
The thought doesn’t make me feel as anxious as it once would have. If anything, it makes my chest warm.

Just playing my favorite sport with my brother is the biggest award for me; everything else is a bonus.
And playing my favorite sport with my favorite guy watching me in the crowd makes me feel like the king of the fucking universe.