Let Me Love You (Australian Sports Star Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Seriously worried about himself, he’d called it an early night. Then the picture of Tamara at the beach kept occupying his mind. He simply wasn’t able to shake it off, not even while running—and that was when he made a small mistake while rounding the first base.
    A mistake which put him in agony straight away.
    Pain shot through Oliver like a lightning bolt and nearly took his breath. Moving was excruciating and for a moment, he lay looking up at the sky, trying not to panic. Overcome by dizziness, he slowly breathed in and out to avoid fainting. The extent of the damage rushed through his mind, but there was no doubt in his mind that his season was over. He cursed using about every foul combination of words he knew.
    The next twenty minutes were like a haze. He was taken to the medical centre for the initial treatment. Events turned even hazier after the first shot of pain reliever. Although he heard the club doctor’s initial diagnosis to be a minor meniscus tear, they were only words to him. Oliver didn’t want to know. He wanted to rewind the previous hour and re-do that run again. Run that base as he’d done so many times before.
    There was movement next to him before he heard his coach’s voice. “Shit, mate. The only thing I can say, lucky we’re near the end of the season.”
    “Fuck off,” Oliver whispered, not wanting to go there. He knew. He might still be in denial, but deep inside he knew the season was over. It’d been one of the best seasons for the club. He didn’t need this.
    “Look, Oliver. Let’s get you to hospital and have this looked at straight away.”
    With one arm across his chest, the other arm over his eyes, Oliver just nodded.
    “I need to stay put, but I’ve organised someone to come with you. You’ll be in capable hands.”
    Oliver heard the clicking of shoes in the background and moved his arm just the slightest bit to have a look. All he saw, though, was an evergreen coloured bag right next to him. He moved his arm back over his eyes, but when he heard the familiar voice, he looked again.
    “Hi there,” Tamara said quietly. “Erik’s asked me to accompany you to the hospital.”
    His head went into a further spin. He blamed the drugs and even more so, he blamed Erik.
    Dammit.
    Oliver could not believe that only a few days ago, he was told by his coach that his niece was off limits, and now she was the one going with him to the hospital. It was a bad joke and twice the pain.
    The ache in his knee suddenly shot through his whole body as the doctor moved the leg slightly, which resulted in an oncoming headache as well.
    “Don’t need help,” he said grouchily.
    When he heard the clicking of shoes again, he peeked from underneath his arm, and she seemed to have left. It’d been easier than he thought. For a brief moment, he relaxed under the wave of relief until he heard her voice again. This time from the other side to him.
    “What’s your full name, Oliver?”
    “None of your business.”
    Someone lifted his arm away from his face, and he looked right into her eyes. Beautiful eyes. And for crying out loud, she smiled at him. She was so close it would’ve only taken him a small move to touch her lips with his.
    Off limits, he reminded himself. Not to mention the pain in his knee.
    “Now look who’s got an attitude,” she said.
    He rolled his eyes and tried to focus on something or someone else.
    “Where’s Erik?”
    “I need it for the paperwork.”
    Great, now she was ignoring him.
    “Where’s the ambulance?” he asked.
    Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her checking her watch. “Should be here in a few minutes.”
    Then he closed his eyes again. The drugs started to have an effect on him. The pain in his knee eased, the pounding in his head dulled, and tiredness spread through his body.
    “Oliver Liam Dempsey.”
    When he slid an eye open, he saw that smile again, and he blew out a sigh.
    “I don’t need a babysitter,” he said, cursing himself