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him.
    “There’s a bug on your shoulder.” Three…two…one…liftoff.
    Her eyes widened, her mouth opened, a scream issued forth so high-pitched he had to wince at the sound, sure that dogs were whimpering and hiding.
    She tossed the keys at him and started stomping around, hitting her shoulders. “Open the damn door now!”
    He snatched them midair, got the door unlocked it, and pushed it open, allowing her to rush past him smacking her shoulders. She stripped off her short-sleeved T-shirt and proceeded to stomp on it until it was covered in dirty footprints. While she was doing that, he made quick work of unloading the car before locking the door behind him. He found her in her bra, chest heaving, a wildcat look in her eyes.
    “You son of a bitch! There was no bug, was there? Oh, you’re going to pay for that. You will pay dearly.” She snatched her top off the floor and marched out of the room toward the staircase. He could only chuckle, knowing full well she could truly make things uncomfortable for him, and in the wake of their mutual confession, she had more ammo. I have to do something to stave her off . He unloaded the groceries, taking inventory of all the food they had gotten.
    Checking the cabinets, he found that his property manager had stocked him with everything he would need for grilling. He stored their burgers and fries for later if she wanted that for dinner.
    No running water could be heard, but a few thumps and thuds came down the stairs.
    “I’m going to check on the grill to make sure it’s ready for tomorrow, okay? Can you do a look through the house and make sure everything is as it should be?”
    He replayed their admissions in the car and grinned. At least they had that out in the open. His brain also rewound entering the house and finding her in only her bra, her generous chest hidden from view behind lime-green lace and satin with a dainty pink bow in the middle, a potent temptation. If he hadn’t been in such a hurry to unload things and get them stored, he would’ve stopped to admire the sight more. Even though he’d seen her in a bikini, he had been careful not to leer at her like a perv. Now he could openly appreciate her when she wore something sexy—in his opinion, everything she wore was seductive—and could compliment her on it without it coming out weird or creepy.
    The chirp of a cell phone caused his thoughts to scatter. He dug it out of his back pocket. The caller ID read that his coach was calling. He answered it as a chill raced down his spine. Flashbacks to the years before the Prowlers got their house in order crept up on him. The egos, the fears for positions on the team, the money issues. He prayed none of that would come back to haunt him. The team had work to do with the new additions from the draft.
    “Hey.”
    “Hey, Alexi. I just wanted to call and say you’ve done an excellent job last season, and I look forward to seeing you at training camp.” Coach paused.
    Alexi blew out a breath. No emergency or changeup in the coaching staff. “Thanks, Coach, and I have to wish you an early happy birthday.”
    “Thanks, son. You in Little Witch Fields? We’re on the family farm just a few miles away. If you and Tianna find the time, stop by, okay? Carin and I would love to have you over for my birthday party later this week.”
    Alexi grinned. “We can make it. Just make sure to have some of those bratwursts you had last time and we may not leave.”
    “Oh, gonna steal those, huh? I don’t think so. I may be older than you by a good fifteen years, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t take you.” Coach chuckled.
    “Well, it’s not me. Ti is sort of in love with them,” Alexi lied.
    “No, not just her, you too. Maybe I’ll tell you where I get it; you’ll just have to stop by and see. Look, gotta go. The girls are fostering puppies, and we’re in the middle of training.”
    “What kind of dogs?” He could think of a few people in his life who would