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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
“Are you seeing anyone?”
“You can’t be serious?”
He ignored my comment. “Would you like to have dinner tonight?”
“We just ate.”
“Dessert at my place, then?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you hit your head at the game yesterday?”
“On a diet, huh?”
“Yeah. That’s it. I don’t want to go to your place for dessert because I’m on a diet.”
“Well, that’s just a shame.”
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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
“Good to see you again, Lois Lane.”
The man had balls; I had to give him that. I looked him straight in the eyes. “Nice to see you with clothes on, Easton.”
“Do you prefer me without?”
“I prefer you on the other side of the room.
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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
I expected him to be a dick. I didn’t expect him to show me his dick.
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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
He nonchalantly reached to the towel wrapped around his waist and tugged at the corner. The towel fell to the ground. “Great. I feel great. And how about you? It’s your first trip into the locker room, isn’t it? Do you like what you see so far?” His lips curled up into a full-blown wicked smile.
Before I could catch myself, my eyes dropped to his naked lower half. Shit. He was dangling in the wind. I totally got distracted by just how low the thing dangled. Subway. The nickname was damn well suited. It was probably a full minute before I responded to his question. A full minute of dead air time. Great. “Yes. Umm . . . the locker room is . . . ummm . . . nice.”
I sounded like a total ditz. On air.
The jackass continued interviewing me. “Is it as big as you thought it would be?”
“Ummm . . . it’s much bigger than I imagined.”
His smile grew even wider.
Ugh.
I needed to get back on track or my first locker room interview would become a laughingstock blooper. Viewers had no idea he was naked from the waist down. “Do you think you were at one hundred percent today?”
His eyebrows jumped. “If you’re referring to today’s game, definitely. I had one hundred percent out there on the field. There’re some other areas where I have a lot of growth potential, but my knee felt one hundred percent today.”
His pale green eyes darkened, and I watched his long lashes lower. I followed his line of sight, and suddenly I was staring at his naked package. Again. Damn it. My eyes darted back up, but I felt my cheeks heating. I had to end this, or I was going to be beet red on air.
“Well, welcome back. And congratulations on today’s win.”
I waited until Nick lowered his camera and turned off the light. Then I looked right at Brody Easton’s smug face. “You’re an asshole, you know that?”
His eyes sparkled. “I do.”
I heard the chuckles and high fives at my back as I stormed out of the locker room.
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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
Easton’s been vocal about thinking women shouldn’t be allowed in the locker room. Don’t count on him being as cordial to you as he is to the good ol’ boys.” Nick had been filming the team for more than ten years; his warning was from experience rather than rumor.
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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
When the crowd circling Easton finally dwindled, I made my way over. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and no shirt on. Holy shit. Maybe this cleanse wasn’t so smart after all. It was like going to the supermarket when you hadn’t eaten in days. And since I had a penchant for athletes, this supermarket trip was filled with all of my favorite foods. I need to get my shit together.
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LaTheiereLitteraire
LaTheiereLitteraire   17 septembre 2016
Even though I’d worked eighty hours a week the last few years to get where I was, the men who worked thirty were the first ones to blame my success on my magical vagina. Screw them.
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FiftyShadesDarker
FiftyShadesDarker   14 septembre 2016
Les portes commençaient à se refermer. Brody lança sa main pour les maintenir ouvertes, se pencha et m'embrassa sur le joue. Sa bouche s'attarda un instant, puis il se pencha un peu plus avant de me murmurer à l'oreille :
- Je ne me fais pas confiance. Il faut que je maintienne un peu d'espace entre toi et moi. Sinon, notre amitié risque de ne pas bien se terminer.
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FiftyShadesDarker
FiftyShadesDarker   14 septembre 2016
[...] Je fouillai mon sac à la recherche de mon bloc-notes. Un coup de marqueur noir attira mon attention. Brody Easton avait écrit son nom sur le ballon. Mais pas seulement. Il y avait quelque chose d'écrit juste au-dessus : J'aimerais vraiment te baiser. 212-538-0321.
Je secouai a tête. Je pris le deuxième ballon et le fit dans ma main avant de tomber sur ces mots : Ne secoue pas la tête. Je sais que tu en as envie.
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FiftyShadesDarker
FiftyShadesDarker   14 septembre 2016
- J'aurais bien dit que c'était un plaisir de vous revoir, mais je n'aime pas mentir.
Easton sourit. Il avait l'air d'aimer mes invectives. Avant que je puisse partir, il m'attrapa la main.
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