Breaking Away (Assassins, #5)(112)

Claire shot up beside her, and they both screamed loudly along with the rest of the crowd as Phillip threw his arms in the air, his teammates wrapping him up in a tight hug. The horn for a goal went off three more time as the crowd chanted for Phillip. She had seen Phillip score many times on TV, but it was different seeing it live. It did something to her heart, and pride was seeping through her pores. With a wide grin on her face, Reese picked up her foam sword and decided that this was the time to swing the hell out of the damn thing.

Because her... wait no, the guy that she was having sex with had scored!

They won with Phillip’s goal being the only goal that was scored.

Reese was sure that the Assassins’ fans were going to tear Nashville apart that night, and she kind of wished that she was with them. Instead, she was at her favorite sushi place with Phillip beside her and Claire sitting across from them, all three of them with wide grins as Phillip retold his goal.

“It was beautiful. I deked to one side, slid my foot and wrist shot the hell out of that puck. I knew it went in before the goalie did. It was beautiful, probably my favorite goal.”

“It was a great goal,” Reese agreed. “I swung my sword and screamed.”

Phillip gave her a wide smile as Claire giggled. She then leaned on her elbows, her eyes glittering as she looked over at him. “Did you take the puck?”

He shot her a wide grin. “You know it.”

“Awesome,” she said as she sat back, pulling her phone out of her pocket.

Reese looked over at Phillip and leaned into him. He wrapped an arm around her and then kissed her softly on her cheek. “I like this jersey, looks hot on you.”

“It’s small.”

“No, it’s perfect, makes your tits look great,” he said in a whisper.

But Claire heard him and said, “Told you.”

Reese laughed as she pushed him again, taking a long pull of her beer before he gathered her back up in his arms. “I’m glad you two were there.”

Reese smiled as Claire said, “It was probably the best game I’ve been to. The crowd was crazy!”

“We have the best fans,” Phillip declared. “And you just wait till playoffs. It’s gonna be insane.”

“I can’t wait,” Claire said, bouncing in her seat. “Make sure you have my seats for those games.”

“I will, maybe Reese will want to occupy the other one?”

Reese smiled. “I’d love to.”

“Good,” he said, hugging her tighter before placing a kiss on her temple. After ordering, the three of them talked about whatever came up and Reese couldn’t stop smiling. It was a great night and she knew that once they dropped Claire off and went back to her apartment, it was going to be an even better night. She watched with a grin on her face as Claire and Phillip got into a heated discussion about the Hunger Games, and who would win between the two of them. Reese’s money was on Claire, that girl was ruthless, but when she was asked who would win, she said, “I’m not a part of this. I’m minding my own business, drinking my beer.”

Phillip mock glared at her before poking her in the side and saying, “I would win, and we all know it.”

“You’re full of it. I’d be the one that thinks of all the cool ways to kill everyone and have some strong guy do it all. Heck, I’ll get you to do it and then kill you in the end.”

Phillip could only blink as Reese shook her head. “You’d kill me?”

Claire nodded. “Yeah, I want to win. I’m a winner, Phillip and I know you’d kill me.”

“I would not!” Phillip said, smacking his hand on the table but, before he could go on, Reese placed her hand on his.

“Wow, this is crazy, let’s move on. So Claire is doing a new solo in the recital, aren’t you?”

Claire laughed as Phillip continued to glare. He then smiled, reached across the table, and pinched her nose. “That’s wonderful, I can’t wait to see it, but just to let you know, you couldn’t kill me.”

“Oh for God sakes, Phillip!” Reese yelled. Thankfully, the food came, all talks of Hunger Games stopped, and they moved on to the recital, which was the night after the first playoff game. Reese was really excited for it because it wasn’t about winning, it was about having fun, and the girls really shined on those nights for their parents. She was excited too because Phillip was going to be home and could come.

“I have a question for you.”

Reese paused from picking up a sushi piece and looked over at him. “Yeah?”

“We have this party thing that Elli is having for us before the playoffs start. Can you come with me?”

She smiled as she said, “Sure, when is it?”

“Thursday.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

“Okay awesome, because I don’t want to take my niece. She’d kill me in the Hunger Games, you know?”

She rolled her eyes as they started back up on why Claire would kill him and how he would kill her before she could even think to kill him, and Reese decided that these two were crazy. But then she decided that she liked their crazy. A lot, and that she’d rather be around them and all their crazy than be anywhere else.



Phillip pulled the sleeves of his suit to his wrist as he stepped out of the limo that he had rented for the night. The driver tipped his hat to him, handing him the big bouquet of red roses, before he started for Reese’s door. Phillip was nervous, and he was pretty sure it was because Reese might think this was a date and that could be because it was a date. He could remember their conversation like it was yesterday, when he told her that she’d know when they were on a date. There would be flowers, a driver, and his hands would never leave her sweet body. Popping another button at the neck of his white shirt, Phillip made his way up the steps but, before he could get to the door, it opened and there stood his date.