Because it's been awhile since I posted a chapter of Pass Me the Ball, I'd like to remind you to read Chapter One and Chapter Two before reading Chapter Three. -Julie
“What the heck happened out there?” I shoved my helmet into my locker. “Babying her? Asking her to get together after practice? Ogling her like she’s a… like she’s a…”
“A girl?” Connor asked, eyebrows raised.
“Yes!” I threw my hands up in exasperation. Having a girl on the football team used to be no big deal. Back when she was a tomboy.
“I got news for you, Captain.” Connor stepped much too close to me, getting right in my face. “She is a girl.”
“No, she’s not,” I stammered. “She’s, she’s Jonnie. We’ve played with her since preschool.”
“You’re right, she’s not a girl,” Jayce said. “She’s a woman.”
“Playing with her in preschool was never this much fun,” Aiden said with feigned innocence.
“You guys need to wash the drool off your faces,” I said.
“I was just heading for the shower.” Connor pulled his sweaty jersey over his head.
“I think I need a cold shower,” Jayce said, reaching toward Connor for a fist bump.
“Relax, Skyler,” Aiden said, patting me on the shoulder. “Let’s get cleaned up so we can head over to the diner. I’m starved, and Jonnie said she wanted to sit with me.” Aiden lumbered toward the shower room.
“Another challenge we need to address,” I grumbled softly enough that Aiden didn’t hear. He had gained an unhealthy amount of weight over the summer. I was going to need to work with him one-on-one and see if I could help him regain some focus.
“What’re we gonna do about those guys?” Logan asked, coming up beside me in solidarity.
“Got any suggestions?” I spoke out of the side of my mouth.
“I’m leaning toward the cold shower on this one.”
“You’re as bad as the rest of them.” I furrowed my brow and folded my arms across my chest.
“You are too,” Logan said. “Admit it.”
“I have a girlfriend.” I gulped. Was I trying to convince him? Or myself?
Logan didn’t respond. Just stood beside me while I squirmed, then chuckled and walked toward the shower. “Maybe you should invite your girlfriend to come to brunch with us.”
“Shut up, Logan,” I called after him. He just laughed and kept walking.