Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

7: Stella.

One of the girls in nice. Mindy. She's the one who offered to keep me company while Gage is practicing. The rest of them scan me like I'ma barcode and decide, apparently, that I need some work. "Oh my God, that skirt," says one of them—a pretty, raven-haired girl with a dozen hoops in one of her ears. "Are you wearing it that long on purpose?"

Mindy smacks her in the shoulder. "Shut up, Krissy. Leave her alone." Her lips tilt up in a smile. "You're risking the wrath of Gage Weston. He's extremely protective of her."

"How did you manage to reel that one in?" asks Krissy. "He's got a reputation for being ice cold with women. Barely gives them the time of day. Unless he needs to blow off steam, of course, then he just grabs whoever is available—"

"Krissy," Mindy says through her teeth.

My stomach lines itself with lead. I have the urge to leave. Run. But I suck it up and stay put. I'm not going to let the comments bother me. Of course Gage was with other women before we met. He admitted as much. And he's the star quarterback of a division one football team. No one could expect him to live like one of the priests back at the monastery. Not to mention, he feels guilty enough about his actions that he wanted me to punch him in the face.

okay," I assure Mindy, smiling

he has the ball, tucking it into his large hands-hands that are so gentle, yet so commanding with me and fires it off, spiraling it perfectly down the field into the waiting hands of another player. He turns his head toward the stands after every drill, every play, though I can't see his eyes from this

grace and fearlessness in every movement. At one point, he removes his helmet and dark, sweaty hair lands in a mess around his intense face, his cheekbones colored with exertion and my mouth goes dry as a desert.

to

me in the classroom. tome In those moments, the possibility seemed very real. Imminent. Gage on top of me. Inside me. But now, watching this big, strong god avoid tackles and leap over bodies on the field, I cannot imagine him and I together like that. I cannot. He's like Achilles in battle, ripped from the pages

now he's frowning at me from

turns reluctantly. Puts his helmet back on. That's when I realize one of the girls is

to break through my Gage stupor for quite

urge to hide behind my fall of hair. "I

sounds and obscene gestures with their fingers.

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