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The Rules of Friends with Benefits

A Prequel Novella

Lauren Blakely

Little Dog Press

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The Rules of Friends with Benefits

1. Nadia

2. Nadia

3. Nadia

4. Nadia

5. Nadia

6. Nadia

7. Nadia

8. Crosby

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About

A good girl follows the rules. So does a smart woman. That's why I've resisted my brother's best friend for years.

Fine, fine. Maybe the sexy, charming confident baseball player hasn't given me a reason to suspect he's thinking the same flirty, dirty thoughts as I am.

But then he starts showing up by my side at sporting events. At galas. And his eyes are saying all sorts of flirty, dirty things.

Like maybe we should cross the friends line and head right into benefits?

The Rules of Friends with Benefits A prequel novella

By Lauren Blakely

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1

Nadia

Some girls dream of jewelry, but the only thing that Tiffany’s has made that really, truly thrilled me is a seven-pound sterling silver football.

I never had a horsey phase, never wanted to be a rock star, a teacher, a president, or a princess.

My one dream has always been to run a football team.

The sport is in my blood and my bones. Hell, my heart is probably football-shaped and stitched like a regulation ball.

Same shape as the top of the trophy I can’t keep my hands off. There’s only one person in the Hawks’ executive offices with me, and I’m not going to let him keep me from stroking all twenty-two inches of this shiny silver beauty, but especially where my name is engraved.

“You’re going to wear that smooth if you keep rubbing it that way.”

I look over at Crosby.

The boy next door when I grew up in California.

My brother’s best friend, and a good one to me as well.

One hell of a football fan too.

He holds out both hands, wiggling his fingers. “Come on. Let me hold it.”

I clutch it to my chest like a baby. “Not yet. I need to pet it some more.”

He laughs. “Sure. You do that. Give it a good spit shine while you’re at it.”

I waggle my brows and nod at his hand. “Is that what you do with your World Series ring?”

He nods. “And with my MVP trophy. Obviously.”

I run my fingers down the trophy one more time. It’s been quite a week, and I still can’t quite believe that my team won it. And in my first year as the owner of the Las Vegas Hawks. I want to show off the spoils of victory—aka this trophy—to everyone in my life.

Like this handsome, fantastic man who came to visit me in Las Vegas.

Okay, fine. He’s here to play poker and hit the slots with some friends and teammates. But he took the time to swing by the stadium, and now I’m taking the opportunity to be obnoxious about my new favorite thing.

As one does.

I carry my precious to the couch in my office. Sinking onto the soft leather, I pat the cushion next to me. “Come join me. We will worship it together.”

He flops down, runs his hand over the gleaming sterling silver, and lets out a