The Playmaker (A Big Play Novel Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

powerful force to be reckoned with on the field, though, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
    “So, Tori’s here tonight?” Finn’s dark brown eyes flick to my face before he looks over his shoulder and starts scouring the restaurant for her.
    My gut twists, and it’s an effort to get out my short explanation. “Yeah, she came over before to take my order, but I said I wanted to wait for you guys.”
    I press my lips together. That’s all they’re going to get.
    “Was she still wearing those spank me jeans, or had hippie girl reappeared?” Mack sniggers.
    My head snaps in his direction. He noticed?
    “Damn, she looked hot today. I didn’t think Pixie Girl could pull it off.” Tyler grins, dimples appearing symmetrically on his face.
    “Right?” Finn points a long finger at Tyler.
    “It’s better than those rainbow tie-dye flares she always wears.” Mack shakes his head. “Or those dresses that swamp her little body. She looks like a walking parachute in those things.”
    The guys all laugh and I have to force a smile. I don’t like them hassling her. She changed her whole appearance to draw Mack’s attention today. She did it all for him, and now he’s sitting there laughing at her.
    I shift in my seat, biting my tongue against playing the killjoy.
    This is exactly why Tori shouldn’t be chasing these guys.
    “I kind of like the color though, you know?” Finn tips his head. “She just needs someone to go in and redesign her wardrobe. You know, like in those makeover shows.”
    We all pause and look at Finn, our eyes wide. He smirks and shakes his head. “Shut up, my mom watches that shit all the time.”
    “Sure she does.” Tyler laughs and we all join in.
    Finn gives us the finger, which just makes us laugh even harder.
    Amy arrives with our drinks, killing the moment. We silently watch her hand them out and I glance over her shoulder, looking out for Pixie Girl. She’s nowhere near our table. I spot her on the other side of the restaurant, placing dishes in front of smiling customers. One of them says something to her and she gives them a tight grin. Loose tendrils have fallen from her messy bun, and she tucks one of them behind her ear as she walks away from the table. Her eyes look a little red and puffy, and the round curve of her cheek is blotchy…and I’m back to feeling bad again.
    I snap my eyes to the table before she catches me looking at her.
    Mack gulps his water, downing half the glass before slapping it onto the table. “Color or not, it was nice to see her body for a change. Who knew the girl had curves, and pretty lush ones too, if you ask me.”
    I swallow. The hungry smirk on his face is kind of disconcerting.
    Once again, I’m surprised by how weirded out I am. Mack talking about her luscious curves is just… Ugh, it feels wrong. It’s even worse than Finn’s dark eyes roving her body.
    But Tori would be stoked. The quarterback noticed her. Her plan worked. And, with a little extra help, she could be pulled into Mack’s world and get everything she wants out of her senior year.
    Maybe I should help her out.
    I don’t expect the thought to sit so well inside me, but the idea of making her smile stirs my belly. Anything to wipe that dejected disappointment off her face, right?
    It took courage for her to come to me, put herself out there, and ask for my help. I’m the only guy on the team she has any history with. I’m probably the only one she felt safe enough to approach. I’d shit all over her proposal in a bid to protect her, and all I’d really done was make her cry.
    “So, do you think you could ever be into a girl like that?” I casually ask our team captain.
    Mack shrugs. “I don’t know. She never hangs near us, so all I know is that her mother’s a weird-smelling witch and her dad knows how to cook the best burger in town.”
    “Her mom’s not a witch,” I murmur.
    His eyebrows arch. “She’s something weird, and Tori is her daughter. The