The Screw Ball (Indianapolis Lightning Book 3) Samantha Lind (story books to read .txt) 📖

“A few reasons, one, I don’t date players. Especially players it is my job to represent on behalf of the team. Second, we are co-workers, in a sense. Yes, we work in completely different departments, but I still work with everyone on the team on a regular basis. What happens when word gets out and things get weird, who is the team going to replace, the PR person or one of their star players? I cannot lose this job. I’ve worked my ass off to get to where I am. Not to mention that I’m not looking for a good time fling. I’m ready to look towards my future. I want to settle down and start a family. I know I’m only two years older than you, but I feel like that two years makes a difference in where we are at in our lives.”

She pauses again and I look over my shoulder at what has pulled her attention. Our sever arrives at that moment, setting our piping hot pizza down between the two of us, along with two plates. “Can I get you guys anything else?” she asks.

“Can I get a lemonade and a side of ranch, please?” Carmen asks.

“Of course, and you, sir?” She turns my way.

“I’m good, thanks,” I tell her as I reach for a slice and place it on my plate. I top it with some parmesan before I take a large bite. The server was spot on when she suggested we get their famous pizza.

“Holy crap that is good,” Carmen says after her first bite.

“Yeah, it is.” I take another large bite, cramming in half of my slice in the one bite.

We both focus on eating our pizza, our conversation set aside due to how good it is. Once we’ve both devoured a few slices each, I bring us back to the conversation at hand.

“I understand your concern about the work aspect, but I don’t really see it as a deal breaker. It isn’t against the rules, from what I remember,” I tell her, pausing to take another bite. “And if we decided to see where things could go and we realize that it isn’t what we’re hoping for, I don’t see why we can’t both be adults about it and part as friends. No one needs to lose a job over a breakup.”

“I don’t know, Lucas,” Carmen interjects, worry filling her expression.

“What if I suggested keeping it casual, just between the two of us. Nothing public for a while. It would give us time to get to know one another on a deeper level.”

She looks across the table at me and I can tell her mind is spinning at a hundred miles an hour as she thinks over my suggestion.

“So, you want me to be your booty call?” she deadpans, rolling her eyes at me. “Yeah, that isn’t happening. I’m not into the friends with benefits scene.”

“Not friends with benefits. We’d be exclusive, but just keep it between us or whoever you’re comfortable knowing that we’re dating. I’ll be up front that there is no way I’ll be able to hide it from my sister. She already figured out that something happened between the two of us just by talking to me today.” I smirk, thinking back to my conversation with Tiffany.

“Not to be rude, but have you ever had an exclusive relationship?” she asks.

I can’t help but laugh at her question; I mean, I get it. I’m not known for relationships and have been in the news more for my strip club shenanigans, then the baby daddy accusations. I don’t paint the best image for her to latch on to. “I had a serious girlfriend for two years in college until I walked in on her and one of the football players. I swore off relationships for a long time after that, not wanting the distraction or possibility of getting my heart broken again. I really thought she was the one, but I was sorely mistaken. Apparently, she was sleeping around with lots of jocks, and I was just in the dark about it.”

“I’m sorry,” Carmen says, reaching across the table and placing her hand on top of mine. I appreciate the gesture and warmth of her hand on mine. “No one ever deserves to be cheated on, I know what it’s like to have that happen and it makes you wonder if you’ll ever trust another person again.”

Knowing that she’s been cheated on, as well, has my blood pressure rising and wondering if I can find the man that hurt her so I can punch him in the face, or maybe I need to buy him a drink for fucking things up so I have the chance at winning her over.

“Going back to your original argument, I’m definitely not opposed to settling down, I just want it to be with the right woman. Seeing my sister become a mom and then being around my nephew whenever I can be, made me realize that I do want kids of my own. So, don’t count me out on those matters. I also think it’s sexy as hell that I could be dating an older woman.” I wink at her, and love watching her skin pinken at my words.

“I still don’t know, Lucas.” She bites that god-damned lip again and my cock twitches to life in my pants.

“What if we gave ourselves two months to see how things go. If at the end of that time, it isn’t what you want going forward, then we part as friends and I won’t say another word about it.”

“How can you be so confident that if we part ways that we can do so without broken hearts and hurt feelings?”

“Because I don’t plan on that happening. I want to see where this connection between us can go. I want to see it blossom and grow. Carmen, you are an incredible woman. You are confident. You are sexy. You are what I see in my future