Page 104 of On Her Team
“Plate,” Addy growls.
He rolls his eyes but he does grab a plate and puts a slice of pizza on it.
“It’s a good thing I ordered an extra pizza.”
“You don’t have to sound so smug about it.”
I’m feeling pretty smug. The woman I love is cuddled up next to me. Her sisters and brother have all accepted me into their family. There’s a lot to feel smug about.
All I have to do now is somehow convince Addy to make this a permanent arrangement. Because I love this woman. And when I care about someone, I’m loyal and committed. There’s no one else for me.
Addy is it.
Chapter 30
If this is what they mean by teambuilding, I’m out.
Addy
“Idon’t know about this.”
Gage checks to make sure my gear is fixed properly before kissing my nose. “It’ll be fun.”
Fun? We’re atGlowin’ Galleonto play paintball with his teammates, and I’m dressed in protective gear. Protective gear equals danger. It does not equal fun.
“Your definition of fun is not the same as mine.”
He steps closer and leans over to whisper in my ear. “Pretty sure we both had fun last night.”
I shiver at the promise in his voice. We did have fun. Even though our original plans for last night changed due to my siblings. I never knew how much fun sneaking a boy out of the house could be. I didn’t have time for boys in high school.
I never realized how much I missed out on. I glance up at Gage from beneath my lashes. Or maybe it’s Gage I was missing.
Tanner skips into the staging area. “This place is cool. I’ve never seen a paintball course on a pirate ship before.”
“How many paintball courses have you seen?” I ask and he shrugs.
He appears perfectly comfortable in his protective gear. I study the other men. They’re perfectly comfortable, too. Whereas my chest protector is inhibiting my ability to breathe. This is a mistake.
“What did you think a galleon was?” Nolan asks him.
“A gold coin.”
I roll my eyes. “This isn’t Harry Potter. Galleons are large sailing ships used primarily by European states from the 15th to the 18th centuries for war and commerce,” I explain. “They were powerful but also vulnerable to pirate attacks due to their large size and slow speed.”
Tanner narrows his eyes at me. “You know an awful lot about ships and pirates. Are you certain you’re not a pirate?”
“Nope. I’m a smuggler. Trust me. There’s a difference. We learn about pirates and smuggling during Prohibition at school. It was mandatory. We also had classes on mermaids and mythical creatures.”
Tanner grins. “Smuggler’s Hideaway is cool. I hope the Seals hold training camp at Coastal State University again next year.”
I smirk. “You hope they hold training camp here, or you hope Alaia will still be living on the island?”
He sniffs. “Alaia and I are just friends.”
Brock grunts. “I’ve seen Nolan study the blitz with less focus than you look at her.”
Nolan holds up his hands. “Leaveme out of this.”
