ROMANCE: Bad Boy Romance: GAINING YARDS (Alpha Male College Football Player and BBW First Time) (Contemporary New Adult Sports Romance) Read Online Free Page B

him. "My parents didn't want me to move to the dorms. They were worried it would affect my grades. If I drop below a 4.0, I have to move back home."
    "God that's harsh," Mason said.
    "Yeah, it is sometimes." She looked at Mason, something slowly taking shape in her mind. "I guess, in a way, we kind of have the same problem."
    Mason cocked his head to one side. His sandy hair swept across his face and Emma resisted the urge to run her fingers through it. She blushed when she realized what she was thinking.
    "I guess we do," he said. "Who woulda thought?"
    They sat in silent wonder for a minute, each processing this new information. Finally, Emma spoke: "I'm sorry about Zoey. She's a bitch anyway, but it still sucks to get dumped."
    "Actually, I dumped her."
    "You did? I’m sorry, I just assumed..."
    Mason grinned at her. "You're doing it again." When she didn't get his meaning he said, "Apologizing."
    "Oh," Emma laughed. "Yeah… I am." She didn't know what was wrong with her. She suddenly felt all jittery. She laughed again and heard her voice take on a high pitched nervous sound she barely recognized as belonging to her. "Why did you break up with her then? If you don't mind my asking."
    Mason shrugged. "I was right. She was cheating on me. With most of the football team."
    "Oh, I'm—"
    Mason scrunched his brow in an over-exaggerated look of disapproval. "Don't say it," he said, the corners of his lips turning up.
    "I was going to say that I'm happy for you that you've removed yourself from such a bad situation."
    "Yeah," Mason said. "She actually wanted to stay together anyways, can you believe that? I told her to go jump off a bridge."
    Emma raised her eyebrows, her face lighting up. "Do you think she really will? Maybe I'll finally be able to get a decent night's sleep."
    Mason stared at her a second, his mouth hanging open, then burst into a generous round of laughter. Emma joined him, and they sat together in the lab, a strange feeling of camaraderie between them that they would never have imagined at the start of the day.

Chapter 7
    Mason leaned over Emma's shoulder, looking at the worm under a microscope. She breathed his scent in and felt her arms tingle. Her hands shook.
    "You okay?" he asked, noting her hands.
    "Mmhmm," she nodded. She was afraid if she spoke her voice would betray her.
    "You know, you look real pretty with your hair down like that," he said.
    Emma's cheeks lit up like a fireworks show. "Oh," she stammered. "Um, thanks." She turned her head so he couldn't see her smile.
    "I guess we're about done here," he said.
    "Yeah, guess so. Thanks for helping me."
    "No problem. I owed it to you."
    "Well, I think saving my life more than makes up for being a jerk in biology." She smiled, hoping he couldn't sense how nervous she'd grown around him.
    "You really do look very pretty tonight," he said. "Not that you're not normally pretty, you are, I just mean..." Then he laughed and Emma realized that he was nervous too. She took a step closer to him. They were the only two people in the lab, probably in the whole building. It was ten o' clock and no one was going to set a foot into lab so late at night. No one besides her and Mason, that was.
    "Mason, I um..."
    He stepped closer to her and put his arm around her waist. Her breath caught in her chest. He leaned towards her, and before she knew what was happening his lips were pressing against hers.
    She drank him in. His scent filled her nostrils as she tasted the honey that was his mouth. She opened her own mouth wider, allowing him full access. Her heart jumped as his hand slid over her back, pulling her tighter to him. She had kissed boys before—well, one boy, but she wasn't sure the awkward lip smacking of two twelve year olds counted in this situation.
    Mason's hand moved under her shirt and began caressing her breasts. No one had ever touched her like this before. Her heart hammered in her chest as Mason's fingers moved to her pants and fumbled with her