RHINO: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (With FREE Bonus Novel OFFSIDE!) (41 page)

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Jasper is waiting for me by my car. Casually leaned over the roof, the fading sun lighting up one side of his face just enough that he needs to squint, he looks like he’s about to pick the thing up, put it in his pocket and run home. If anything, I expect to see Topher, but perhaps he doesn’t want to face me. I was here before he even got home, in position next to Dad behind the desk, the face of the team, while Topher, finally pulling himself around enough to answer the phone, batted out excuse after excuse to get here and face the music.

I get close to him before either one of us speak, and then there is a moment of silence, the both of us just standing there looking at each other. He’s big enough to block out the sun, big enough to break down walls, to flatten me.

“
Taking that tape home?”

“
Excuse me?”

“
You seemed to get a kick out of watching it. It’s better live-.”

“
Now’s not really the time, Jasper. What do you want?”

“
I wanted to apologise.”

“
You know you fucked up, right? You let me down. I’m the only person here singing your praises and then one week after you arrive, the day of our first game, you get so drunk you end up in almost every single national newspaper.”

“
I-. Things got a little out of hand.”

“
Moxlin are being fined, you know that?”

“
I figured they might be.”

“
They might even dock us points. That’s never happened before but Dad reckons they’re going to talk about it.”

“
Harrison’s pissed off right?”

“
Pissed, Jasper. Dad’s pissed.”

“
I’ll pay the fine.”

“
You know what you can do? Stop being a dick.”

“
Come on, it was only a bit of fun.”

I shake my head. Only a bit of fun. If he wasn’t one of our players I might be able to laugh along with him.

“
I’ve got to get home.”

“
Can you give me a ride?”

“
Are you serious?”

“
Come on, Penny. Listen, I’m sorry I fucked up. I hold my hands up and take full responsibility. I’m sorry, truly. I’m sorry for disappointing you, I’m sorry for disappointing your father and I’m sorry for making Moxlin look like a bunch of animals. I’m even sorry for thinking that the Switchback was a pro move.”

I can’t help but smile at that. “That’s better.”

“
No more, Jasper. Final warning.”

“
That mean you don’t want to get a drink with me?”

“
Jasper-”

“
Come on, it was a joke, lighten up.”

“
Prove to me we can trust you.”

“
Play me, Penny.”

“
I’m working on that.”

“
You put me in the side I’ll have something else to focus on.”

“
Instead of drinking and chasing women.”

“
You know you’ve already forbidden me from doing that.”

“
Don’t look at me like that, Jasper.”

“
Like what?”

“
Like that. Like you’re flirting with me.”

“
I am flirting with you.”

“
Yeah, well, don’t.”

“
I’m banned from that too now?”

“
You were banned from that always. I have a boyfriend remember.”

“
Yeah, right. I’d forgotten.”

An awkward silence hangs between us and that thought intrudes into me again, this time with a naked Jasper, his
thing
jabbing into my back as we sleep alongside one another.

“
I know what you are thinking.”

“
What am I thinking?”

“
You’re thinking you wish you didn’t have a boyfriend.”

“
Don’t embarrass yourself any more than you already have, Jasper.”

“
Whatever, Penny. Just tell me when you are ready and I’ll be here for you.”

“
That’s extremely kind of you.”

“
I’m a generous man. People always tell me so.”

Arrogant, forthright, way too confident, hot as hell, huge, toned all over, single, potentially dangerous, wait, very fucking dangerous. Heart breaker.

“
Get in the car if you want a lift back.”

“
I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist.”

Jasper pulls the door open with such enthusiasm it almost breaks away from the housing. I get in and sit alongside him.

“
So what really happened last night? You know, away from the cameras.”

“
What really happened? We got drunk, we got naked, a few of us got arrested.”

“
And Topher?”

“
Topher?”

“
Yeah, you know, your captain, my boyfriend?”

Jasper holds my gaze for a moment before looking away.

“
I didn’t see much of him the whole night. He kind of kept himself away from me.”

“
He didn’t come home.”

“
Right. Yeah, you know, I didn’t either. There was talk of a casino. We were out pretty late. What does he say?”

“
I don’t know yet.”

“
You two love each other right?”

“
We’ve been together for three years.”

“
Well then.”

“
Well then, what?”

“
You’ve got nothing to worry about.”

I only wish that were true. I only wish that I really did have nothing to worry about. Instead, I’ve got a football team falling apart in front of my eyes, my relationship doing the same. When was the last time I wasn’t worried about Topher and me? When was the last time we had fun?

I have a sudden urge to ask Jasper out for a drink or to go one better and just drive to the bar right now and insist he sit alongside me and get drunk. I want to feel free and easy and happy, what I don’t want to do is confront Topher about where he ended up last night. I’m sick of the conflict we have in our relationship. I’m sick of not knowing if that bastard is cheating on me.

We’re at Jasper’s hotel already and the moment has passed.

“
You know one way you can keep an eye on me is to be there when I’m having a drink.”

“
Maybe that’s exactly what I’ll have to do.”

“
Just don’t tell your dad. I think he already hates me enough.”

“
You’ll have to promise not to flirt with me.”

“
I don’t make promises I know I have no chance of keeping.”

I have to ask. This is ridiculous and I feel ridiculous, but I have to ask.

“
Jasper?”

“
Yeah?”

“
Why are you flirting with me so much?”

“
Because you and I both know that you and I both like it.”

I let his response hang in the air to a curled smile.

“
Thanks for the lift, Beautiful.”

“
Don’t call me that, Jasper.”

“
Thanks for the lift, Penny.”

“
Ten o’clock tomorrow, don’t be late. You want me to send Topher?”

“
You don’t want to come yourself?”

“
I’m thinking that maybe I shouldn’t.”

“
Enjoy the tape.”

“
What?”

“
The tape. It’s poking out of the top of your handbag.”

Motherfucker.

“
Get an apartment, Jasper. You can’t live out of a hotel for a year.”

He holds his hand up in the air to acknowledge he’s heard me, but doesn’t look back. I guess he feels like he doesn’t need to. That asshole. I can’t believe he saw the tape in my bag. I can’t believe I’ve actually brought it with me either. It’s to see if I can spot Topher, but there’s no reason why I shouldn’t look again at Jasper, if only to point out he’s doing the switchback all wrong.

This is not over at all. If anything, I have a feeling it’s just begun.

Five.

Jasper

I want her. A thousand times over I want her. Penelope Grace Locke. Just another girl like any other, but completely different too. Out of my league, quite literally. At least for now. At least until she realizes that Topher is cheating on her again, or she has the balls to confront him about it and leave if she knows. I don’t know whether to tell her. I don’t give a fuck about bro codes, but I do care about her feelings. I don’t want to make things even worse for her than they already are. I need to think about it some more, not for me, because if it was for me I’d tell her straight away, but for her, for her relationship, her heart, her wellbeing.

But I want her, and every day I want her more. She’s cute, independent, intelligent, strong, weak, broken, fragile, delicate, imperfect and perfect all in one magical way. I have no idea how Topher can treat her the way he does - I don’t know how anyone can cheat on anyone else at all period, but this girl, this absolutely perfect girl that he has and doesn’t realize how lucky he is for having, I don’t know how he does it.

I don’t know what the hell is going on inside his head that makes him think that behaving the way he is is ok. She dotes on him too, at least that’s the version I get from Topher. She’s all over him with affection and he’d rather fuck someone else. He doesn’t deserve her. I don’t know if I do, but if I had her I’d definitely treat her with respect. I can be a bit of a handful, but I don’t cheat. I respect women and I’d definitely look after Penny. She’s one hell of a catch and Topher is obviously too blind to see it. I don’t know why he doesn’t just let her go if he wants to fuck other women. The problem is, he just wants to have his cake and eat it too, like the spoiled, middle class motherfucker he is.

I’m early to training every day this week. I even train on days we aren’t meant to, just to show Penny and Harrison I’m serious. I study his book too. I study it so fucking hard the pages begin to fall out. I even start coming up with my own plays, and even though Topher dismisses them I take them to the top. Harrison snarls, Harrison spits, but eventually he begins to listen.

“
Where did you learn that?”

I tap the book.

“
Good work, Jasper. Now get back to the field before I think you’re serious about changing.”

We work hard, all of us. Even Topher begins to animate himself again. He’s confident and cocky in the locker room, he’s boastful about the weekend, the bad press and the twins he fucked and didn’t get found out about. He cusses Penny and Harrison and I have to step up to him on more than one occasion to bring him back into line.

“
Why are you still with her if you treat her like that?”

“
Why are any of us still here? Sticking around is worth it, I told you that before. Plus Penny’s got a pussy so tight it makes you think she’s got a second ass-hole.”

That gets him a round of high fives.

I sack him six times on the field. The last time I put a knee high into his chest it winds him so much he has to lie on the ground for five minutes coughing his lungs back into position.

I take the ball and I run, and I don’t stop until I go through both sets of goalposts, thirty people giving chase and none of them able to catch up with me. I throw, I catch, I battle and I run my way through training, and I make every single member of that team respect me. I make them step up a gear too,  it’s me that get them playing again, me that get them caring. Penny and Harrison watch on from the touchline, Penny’s eyes all over me, Harrison’s too, but in a different way, snarling, reluctant to give credit, happy, but surprised too, as though he’s unable to believe what he’s seeing. As though he doesn’t want to.

For the first time in a long time the team is organized. For the first time since I’ve been here they seem interested in training. The fuck up of last weekend seems a hundred miles off and I’m not the only one who can see the change. I feel like a fucking general on the field, and unstoppable off it. I’m focussed, and I’m getting everyone else around that way too. I’m going to make this team win if it kills me, and I’m going to win too. I’m going to win Penny if it takes me all year. I watch Topher wrap his arms around her, pull her tightly against his body and wink at me over her shoulder and I want to kill him.