Nerdy Girl Nation (Nerdy Girl #1) by Lindsey Gray Page A

out of jealousy. It didn't mean the lack of acknowledgment didn't sting.
    “Thanks, Kelly. I don’t have the best record with female co-workers.”
    “Ha. Irene Hunt was a bitch. She treated you like trash for no reason except you were doing your job better than she did hers.”
    The cameras were off at the moment, but Emma still didn't want to say anything to condemn Irene. “She has her faults. I'm sure with me gone, things will get better. She needs to realize Terrance loves her.”
    “Wow, I would never stand up for someone who fired me. You're too nice.”
    “Not nice, just . . . I know her game and I played with her for a long time. She needs to move on and so do I. Hopefully after a good eight hours of sleep.”
    They both laughed right before the plane touched down on the runway.
    After the plane taxied to the terminal, Kelly and Emma gathered their things. Emma felt a hand on her shoulder as she slipped her new tablet into her messenger bag.
    She turned to find Rob in the aisle. “Hey.”
    “I was wondering if you had a second before the cameras come back on?”
    “Sure.” She excused herself from Kelly and made her way to a deserted galley area where they would be able to talk in private for a moment.
    “Tonight went well,” Rob stated. He took her hand in his and backed her into the corner of the galley.
    A jolt of adrenaline shot through her veins with his touch. “All as planned, I guess. How do you feel about you and Chance?”
    “We've always worked well together. I don't think there will be a problem there.” His fingertips caressed up and down her arm bringing goose bumps to the surface of her skin.
    “But?” she whispered. She had a feeling he wouldn't pull her aside to talk about his performance in the ring.
    “My father called me.”
    Images of Robert Breyer Senior flooded her mind. He was one of the greatest wrestlers of his time. He was also the biggest SOB in the business. She had seen his attitude toward Rob first hand when he won the national tournament back in high school. While Emma and Derek's own parents praised him on how well he did despite his loss, Robert Senior dressed down Rob on all the mistakes he made. The scene was difficult to view and even more disheartening to see one of her idols fall.
    “I guess he's not too happy.”
    “My dad is never, what I would call, happy.” Rob's eyes closed and his fingers threaded through hers.
    She squeezed his hand to get his attention and he opened his brilliant blue eyes. “This isn't about him. This is your life and your career. You are an amazing athlete and, as far as I can tell, a pretty wonderful guy. You've been out of his shadow for a long time, maybe he doesn't want you to be.”
    Rob seemed dazed by her words. A look of complete awe crossed his face. Emma began to return his smile when his lips were suddenly on hers. Her base instincts took over and she moved her fingers to grip the hair at the nape of his neck.
    He pushed her further into the corner while her tongue slipped into his mouth. His length hardened against her stomach and a low moan escaped her lips.
    His hand on her cheek triggered her to slow her kisses down. A few more soft pecks were traded while his thumb rubbed underneath her eye.
    “Three weeks and you are mine for a whole two days.”
    “What?” She pushed him back a bit to get a look at him.
    “You promised me a date and we have years of catching up to do. Once the cameras are off, you and I are going to disappear for a few days to get reacquainted.”
    She gulped. Sex. He meant sex and lots of it. No man had tended to her in over a year. With what Rob pressed against her pelvis, she imagined him to have a lot of skill. The way his muscles moved while he stocked around the ring would be nothing compared to how they would feel beneath her fingertips as he moved inside of her.
    “It's a date.” God help her, the experience would probably be the best date of her life.
     

 
    Four hours of sleep