her forever. Chill bumps formed over the length of her body, making him aware of the cool temperature and reminding him that she stood outside with no shoes or coat. He could try to talk her into one more sleepless night, one to last him the rest of his life, and the temptation to kiss her now was overwhelming, but he knew he would be gone again come the morning, and she deserved so much more than he could offer. Shannon was right when he said that Weave was in love with her. He loved her enough that he would walk away, stepping aside to leave Shannon a clear field. He felt a crack begin to form inside his heart. He dropped her hand and stepped away. He could tell by the look on her face that he missed his chance. “You need to get back inside. It’s freezing out here.”
She searched his face a moment longer, but without a word of argument, and with her head held high, she moved past him, closing the door to her room, shutting him out forever.
***
“I didn’t know if you needed a jersey to wear for today’s game so I brought over a couple of mine for you to try out.”
Genie felt ridiculously giddy at the sight of Shannon standing at her door holding a plastic bag. For some reason, that she was still unable to nail down, Shannon brought the sunshine with him everywhere he went. He was like the pied piper of happiness.
“Thanks. Come on in and I’ll see if one of them fits.” He followed her through the door, closing it behind him, and she carried the bag into the bathroom. Shannon dropped down in the first chair he came to, switching on the T.V.. Genie left the bathroom door open since she couldn’t be seen from where he was sitting. There were two shirts in the bag and the first one she tried was huge. Pulling out the next one, she held it up against her, seeing that it was smaller. She yanked the one she was wearing over her head, and another knock sounded on the hotel room door.
“That’s probably…” she trailed off as Shannon rounded the corner.
Shannon froze in his tracks at the sight of her in her white lace bra. Her tanned, trim body caused his body to harden instantly. He covered his eyes then turned his back for good measure, but it was too late: the sight was burned into his brain. “I’m sorry,” he said automatically, even though it was a lie. “I saw the door open and I thought you were dressed. I’ll just get the door.”
He heard Genie chuckle behind him, but he kept his eyes focused straight ahead, not daring to look any other direction.
Swinging the door wide, he found a man waiting on the other side. Genie moved to flank him, thankfully fully clothed. “Hey, Jacob. This is my friend, Shannon.”
Jacob held his hand out for Shannon to shake. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Shannon. Genie has told me so much about you, but I expected you to be taller.”
“Really,” Shannon asked unbelieving. “After all she’s told me about you, I expected you to be better looking.”
Jacob threw his head back, roaring with laughter before turning to his sister. “He’ll do.”
With her hair pulled through a baseball cap, and wearing a football jersey that hung almost down to her knees, Genie looked cute as hell. On the other hand, the picture of her brother that Genie kept on her mantel did not do the man justice. He was easily six foot seven with shoulders that filled the doorframe he pushed his way through. People tended to step back out of his way as if his presence alone alerted the room to an upcoming ass kicking, but he turned out to be extremely good-natured, and Shannon liked him right off the bat. He treated his sister with a great deal of respect, and Shannon’s respect for him skyrocketed in the process.
The game itself was an interesting experience with Jacob calling friendly jibes to the opposing team’s nearby fans, and afterwards they found a sports bar in order to grab a bite to eat. Jacob spotted two women right away that sent him off like a shot, flirting