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the time. At least when we're out in public together. As long as
she smiles like that, maybe no one will find it odd that I supposedly find her
appealing. And if I can talk her into stuffing a pair of falsies in her bra,
her figure wouldn't be bad, despite her height. Lord knows she has the longest
legs I've ever had the privilege of ogling! Add a touch of eye shadow and some
makeup to cover her freckles, and a new hairdo, and who knows, and she could
turn out to be rather alluring, in her own way.
    Tom's greeting drew Ty out of his private musings. "Hey, boy!
Are you okay? You had me worried for a minute or two there."
    "Yeah. Coach Danvers just thought I could use a break, that's
all."
    Jess's lovely smile converted itself into a smirk. "I'd be
pleased to oblige, now that you're all rested up from your little siesta out
there on the field. What would you like broken first? An arm? A leg? How about
a kneecap, for starters?"
    Ty returned her look with a false smile of his own. "Now, is
that any way to talk to your main squeeze? You might actually hurt my feelings
with that sharp wit of yours."
    "I doubt it," she rebutted. "You've got the hide of
a rhino, and the disposition to match."
    "Be still my heart! The woman's mad about me!" Ty
quipped.
    "You're supposed to like each other, remember?" Tom
growled, rolling his eyes. "So shape up and behave like adults, if that's
possible."
    "Consenting adults, I hope," Ty amended in yet another
attempt to get Jess's goat.
    "I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you," she informed
him. "Or maybe you should, just for the fun of it."
    "I'll pass, thanks."
    She faked a simper. "Pass? Oh, golly gosh! Do you really know
how to do that? And here I thought all you could do was get knocked on your
backside and count stars every couple of plays. My grandmother could dodge a
sack better than that."
    "Your grandmother's dead," Tom reminded her dryly.
    Jess nodded. "Then I guess that says it all."
    "Not quite." Tom directed his next mandate toward Ty.
"After practice, you can introduce Jessie to the other players. The sooner
they meet her, the sooner she can start interviewing them for her story."
    "Sure," Ty agreed, with a grin. "I'll march her
straight into the locker room as soon as practice is over. You'll be right at
home there, won't you, Jess? Surely it won't bother a seasoned reporter like
you if the fellas strip down to their skivvies in front of you. No doubt you
saw more than that yesterday while you were hiding out in that locker."
    Jess's face flushed guiltily, but she managed a fair retort.
"Whether I did or not, I have to assume there's less blubber on a pod of
whales than on several of those guards and tackles. It thoroughly amazes me
that any of them can walk upright, let alone run."
    "That's beside the point," Tom put in. He leveled a hard
look at Ty, jabbing a finger at the quarterback's chest. "Listen up,
James. You will introduce Jessie to the team outside of the locker room, just
as you would any woman for whom you had the highest regard. Say, your mother,
for instance. You will continue to treat her with the utmost respect for the entire time
you two are dating. She's not some floozy you picked up on a street corner.
She's a lady. I trust you know the difference?"
    "Loud and clear, boss. I'll treat her like my kid sister.
Just don't blame me when this farce you've cooked up doesn't fly. I can't
pretend to be bonkers over her and keep her at arm's length, too. The guys
simply wouldn't buy it."
    "I realize that. Just know where to draw the line."
    "Better yet, let me draw the line," Jess proposed.
"You two seem to be forgetting that I have a say in this as well."
    "Hardly," Ty scoffed. "Not with you running off at
the mouth every two seconds. Tell you what, sugar plum. We'll just play
this thing by ear, and if you're real lucky, I might let you seduce me."
    Jess laughed outright. "Are you kidding? You can't even score
on the football field."
    He sent her a decidedly
salacious wink.