Offside (Rules of the Game #1) by Avery Keelan EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author Name: Avery Keelan
- Book Genre: Academic, Adult, Adult Fiction, BDSM, College, Contemporary, Contemporary Romance, Dark, Erotica, New Adult, Romance, Suspense
- ISBN # B094FW2W4W
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: December 5, 2022
- File Format : PDF / EPUB
- PDF / EPUB File Size: 1.6 MB
BLINDSIDED
BAILEY
I was officially out of my element.
“Do you want something to drink?” Luke asked, his blue eyes twinkling
playfully in the candlelight. He was wearing a gray suit with a white dress
shirt beneath it—top button undone—and his blond hair slicked back neatly.
“Now that you’re finally legal, I mean.”
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“Sure,” I said. “Um, you pick something for us.”
We were celebrating my twenty-first birthday at one of the swankiest
restaurants in the city. I rarely drank, and I couldn’t pronounce most of the
words on the wine list.
As the only child of two well-to-do lawyers from Chicago, Luke had
grown up dining at places like this every weekend. But as the youngest of
four children born to a nurse and a teacher from a suburb outside
Minneapolis, this was outside my wheelhouse. My family’s idea of a big
night out was hitting Applebee’s, and even that had to be worked into the
budget.
He nodded and reached for the wine list. “I’ll order a bottle of wine.”
Luke flipped through the pages, looking over the selection with the
intensity of someone purchasing a new car while I fidgeted in my seat,
wishing I hadn’t borrowed Amelia’s heels. They were half a size too small
and pinched my toes like crazy.
Prior to slipping into these torturous shoes, I’d spent the better part of
the afternoon putting on makeup and getting ready. My roommates nearly
took an eye out helping me apply fake lashes; it was a serious ordeal, and
one I vowed never to repeat.
I crossed my legs and surveyed the restaurant to distract myself, taking
in the opulent gold accents and framed artwork lining the walls. The other
tables were largely occupied by people at least ten years older than us, all
well-dressed and well-groomed. I wouldn’t have chosen this place myself,
given the chance, but Luke had surprised me. It was the thought that
counted, right?
After another minute, he shut the menu and set it aside. As if we’d
summoned him, our server instantly reappeared. He was astonishingly tall,
reed-thin, and looked like he would blow away in a heavy breeze.
“What can I get you started with this evening?” He gave us a bland
smile that said he didn’t believe we could afford to be here. It was half-true.
“We’ll take a bottle of the River Estates Cabernet Sauvignon,” Luke
said, handing him the wine menu.
“Excellent choice.” The server gave us a little bow before turning on his
heel and leaving.
I hoped he would return soon so we could order dinner. After living on
peanut butter sandwiches for a month to afford the little black dress I was
wearing, the thought of seeing a loaf of Wonder bread or a jar of Jif ever
again made me want to hurl. Now I was ravenously hungry for real food,
though the menu was written entirely in French, which I couldn’t speak, let
alone read.
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