Pinned Down: A Triple Threat Sports Romance by Lexi Cross

what I can to make sure Lucky really wants me. I want to make sure he’s not just playing me.” I took a long swig.
     
    My second beer wasn’t my second drink, I remembered, wondering why I was already starting to feel it. I’d had a couple of glasses of wine with dinner at Lucky’s.
     
    Dinner had been nice. I had been impressed by his meal. The chicken was cooked perfectly. The vegetables tasted fresh, and the pasta was amazing. He’d seasoned the chicken and the vegetables. Then, he placed the veggies on the plate to create a bed beneath everything else. Next, the pasta sat on top of that, and the cut chicken topped it off. It had been magnificent. The boy knew how to cook!
     
    I wondered if he knew how to do other things, in other rooms besides the kitchen.
     
    “I guess I should have stayed and found out,” I told myself as I drank more of my beer.
     
    I realized what I had said and shook my head.
     
    “No, I’m glad I didn’t stay to find out. I don’t need all that. I don’t need to allow myself to get hurt again, not like before.  If I could revitalize Older Brothers without his help, I’d do it. I’m not even sure if I should buy his whole good guy routine anyway.”
     
    That was the truth. I had no idea if he was being honest with me about anything. The whole staged girlfriend thing could have just been part of his plan to get into my pants. It was a damn good one, too, except I wasn’t wearing any pants. I dropped my skirt on the living room floor and threw my blouse down on top of it.
     
    I stood in the living room in just my underwear. Where the hell was Lucky? I was practically naked and starting to feel myself getting drunk.
     
    “Come on, Lucky. You feeling lucky tonight? I’m right here, ready and willing,” I shouted into my apartment.
     
    Of course, there wasn’t any answer. Lucky wasn’t there. He was still back at his house. He was missing the opportunity of a lifetime. I was ready to give it to him and ask for nothing in return, except maybe for him to stop playing games and leave me the hell alone.
     
    I threw the second can away and grabbed a third on the way to my bedroom. I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to make it through the third one and stay awake.
     
    Having Lucky’s name attached to Older Brothers had turned out to be pretty lucrative. By making it look like we were setting him straight, it made us look more powerful and more promising as a program for disadvantaged boys. But there was always the possibility I could find a donor big enough to support the program without any unnecessary gimmicks. And Lucky was probably unnecessary as hell.
     
    He was definitely unpredictable and dangerous to keep too closely associated with the program. But Older Brothers wasn’t really why I was keeping him around, and I knew that. I knew I wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but I was really keeping him around so I could eventually let him get me into bed.
     
    I took a long gulp of light beer.
     
    There it was, right in the front of my mind, the real reason I was playing Lucky’s game. It had nothing to do with the program and everything to do with how he made my wet lower lips quiver. It had everything to do with the way my thighs trembled when he was near. I wanted him, as much as I knew it was a bad idea to sleep with someone like him again.
     
    I was out before I finished the third beer. I set it on my nightstand and felt sleep tugging my eyelids down. I pulled up my soft, full covers and lay down in the bed. I swore I could feel Lucky’s body lying next to mine. It felt so warm and comforting.
     
    I drifted off imagining him in bed with me, holding me and assuring me that he wanted so much more than just sex with me. He was telling me he wanted a white picket fence and a dog, and dozens of children, a huge family. I laughed, because I knew it was just my imagination, but it was still a damn good fantasy to have.
     

Chapter Ten
 
    Lucky

 
     
    “There are a