Play with Me (With Me in Seattle, #3)(7)

Her warm, naked ass.

Fuck me.

This little hazel-eyed woman has a body made for sex, a sharp wit and a killer smile. The dimple in her right cheek is f*cking adorable. It’s too bad for me that she’s forever frowning at me.

I wonder what it will take to make her smile more, and trust me. Because I’ve got to see her again.

Meg whimpers softly and turns in my arms, burrows her face against my chest and wraps her arm around my waist, hanging on tight. I brush her hair off her cheek and kiss her forehead before falling asleep myself.

Hell yes, I’ll see her again.

Chapter Three

Two weeks later

“Meg, there’s a call for you on extension forty-six hundred.”

“Okay, Jill, thanks.” I set the chart I’ve been documenting medication doses into in its slot at the nurses’ station and pick up the phone.

“This is Meg.”

“Megan McBride?” a polite female voice asks.

“Yes, can I help you?”

“I hope so. This is Susan Jones. I’m with the Seattle football public relations office.”

Oh, hell. My stomach flips over and my upper lip begins to sweat.


“I’m calling on behalf of Will Montgomery. He would like to accept your invitation to come up to your department at Children’s and meet your staff and patients.”

I rub my forehead with my fingertips and bite my lip. “Okay. I can make arrangements for that.”

“Great. He’d like to come up on Wednesday.”

“Of this week?” My voice is much squeakier than normal, but I can’t help it. He wants to come to my job in two days?

“That’s right.”

I sigh in resignation. The kids will be so excited; there’s no way I can say no.

“Okay, what time?”

“Around one O’clock?”

“Okay, we’ll be expecting him.”

I hang up and stare at the phone. Fuck me. Will Montgomery is coming here in two days. It’s been two weeks since the moment in the restroom. Since my colossally embarrassing drunk display.

Since waking up the next morning, naked, in my empty bed.

I really need to ask him how the hell I ended up naked. If my blurry memory serves, I climbed in bed in a t-shirt.

And then, to cap off an incredibly confusing evening, Will had my car delivered to my townhouse the next morning so I didn’t have to take a cab to go collect it from the hotel.

Sweet? Maybe.

Yet, not a word from him since then. Of course, he’s a busy professional football player, and it’s football season, and maybe he’s just not interested in me after the way I laid the bitch-act on.

I couldn’t blame him if that were the case. Not to mention, I did make it clear that I would never, ever be intimate with him.

I’m an idiot.

And now he wants to come to my job and meet my patients. It’s probably just a ploy to get some publicity. He’ll undoubtedly bring some press with him, have his photo taken with sick kids, and it’ll make him look great on Channel 7 News.

Arrogant ass.


“He’s here. Security just called up.” Jill grins and does a little dance. She and I have worked together since day one. She’s a pretty petite blonde with dark brown eyes and a voluptuous figure. She’s also happily married and has three kids, but not averse to flirting with hot football players.

Who can blame her?

“Okay, I’m going to walk out to the elevators and meet him. Remember, act surprised.”

She winks at me and I walk over to the elevator lobby. I gave my kids’ parents a heads up about today’s guest so they could come and take photos and meet the athlete themselves, but I decided to make it a surprise for the kids.

Finally, the elevators open and I can just stare. He’s brought four of his teammates, all dressed in blue jeans and their team jerseys, pushing carts full of gifts, baskets wrapped in bows and cellophane, full of their team gear; hats, jerseys, pajamas, flags… you name it. They have stuffed animals and games, too.

I look up into Will’s bright, happy blue eyes and I can’t stop the grin that splits my face in two.

He’s spoiling my kids!

“Hey, you’re the prettiest nurse I’ve ever seen.” He offers me that cocky grin and follows the other guys out of the elevator. They are all so tall and broad, making me feel tiny next to them.

I look down at my simple blue scrubs and laugh. “Right because scrubs and ponytails are all the rage these days.”

He leans down to kiss my cheek and whispers in my ear, “Hottest nurse I’ve ever seen.”

Well, then.

I clear my throat and Will introduces me to his teammates; Jerrel Sanders, Thomas Jones, Kip Sutherland and Trevon Wilson.

They are all incredibly polite and look a little nervous, hands in their pockets, shuffling on their big feet, looking about the hospital corridor.

“Thank you so much, all of you, for coming. I haven’t told the kids you were coming; I wanted it to be a surprise. But the parents know, so they could bring their cameras and stuff.” The guys all nod and I look around the lobby. “No press?”

Will’s face sobers. “No, no press. This isn’t a photo-op, Meg. We’re here because we want to be.”

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