Spiked by Love (Bellevue Bullies 6)

Now I’m confused. “Huh?”

All of a sudden, Shelli is beside me, gushing, “Yup! All the players who have been a part of Aiden’s and my life will come and play against the new Assassins! It’s going to be killer.”

I blink. “Will there be elephants, tigers, lions, and monkeys too? Are you the ringleader, Shea?”

Shea laughs, but Shelli gives me a death glare. “Actually, I’m the ringleader,” Elli says, and Shelli really doesn’t like that.

“If anyone is the ringleader, it’s me!” Shelli says then and stomps off. “Mom, it’s not a circus! It’s going to be the biggest wedding event in Nashville.”

I look at Shea, and he looks back at me.

“Bridezilla,” we both say before our laughter fills the room.

Once it subsides, he says, “Ready to start working on our jumbotron?”

“I am. Artie is cool as hell.”

“He is, good dude.” He pauses for a second before speaking again. “Heard you bought a Mustang today.”

I wrinkle my face. “Mom, did you tell everyone about the car?”

My mom looks back at me innocently. “I sent it in our group chat with Elli and Shea, and the one with Harper and Elli, and to Ally and—”

“Mom! The answer is yes. ‘Yes, I did.’”

She shrugs. “Okay. Yes.”

I roll my eyes as I look back at Shea. “Couldn’t get a girl the normal way? Had to get the car?”

For the love of God. “It’s a cool car!”

Apparently, I’m the only one who thinks so because everyone starts laughing.

But the only one I hear and see is Ally.

Her eyes are wild, her face is bright with a wide smile, and the sound of her laughter tickles down my spine.

I really shouldn’t have checked out her ass. I should have ignored it like I’ve been doing most of my life. It’s been easy these last few years; I was with Jasmine, and all w

as well. But now, I’m finding all this time we spend together is doing nothing but making it even harder to hide those feelings threatening to escape.

The fear of what those feelings could result in is real, but I can’t ignore her laughter.

Not even if I wanted to.

Chapter Thirteen

Ally

Before we arrive at Shelli and Aiden’s place for an early game night, Posey made Asher and me promise not to talk about her and Boon.

Apparently, they are keeping things low-key because of her being his coach and him being her player. They’ve somehow figured out a way to hide the fact that they’re banging on a regular basis and totally in love. I think the whole dynamic is pretty hot and I’m sure Elli and Shea would be supportive, but Posey doesn’t feel the same, even with how much in love with Boon she is. Every time we talk, she’s beyond happy. Boon cherishes her, worships her, and loves her with his whole being. After her bad decision to chase after a guy who never really cared for her and then her feelings about always being overlooked because she thought she didn’t live up to Shelli, I am happy she has found someone who loves her for her. I’ve wanted this for her for as long as I can remember. I honestly don’t know how she keeps her hands off him and keeps from screaming from the rooftops that she is crazy, heels over head in love with him. And he loves her!

I say that because I’m struggling like no other not to do that myself.

And Asher doesn’t even love me.

Shelli and Aiden’s newest apartment is adorable. I wouldn’t expect anything less from the two of them. It’s an open concept for the kitchen, living room, and dining room area. It’s all so wide and spacious, and the décor is a mix of Shelli and Aiden. I’m calling it Country Posh. I should brand that because they’ve somehow put together Aiden’s extraness for very expensive things with Shelli’s down-home style. One would think it’s just a mason jar, but look closer, and you’ll see it’s gold plated with real flowers inside that Aiden pays someone to come in and change every week.