Chapter Six
The following morning, Hunter sat on the field, freezing his a*s off, waiting for Sydney to show. As usual, she jogged from the parking lot at the last minute. She never came early, didn’t stop to chat with people, just walked with her head down.
At least until she neared him. The look she shot him was both heated and pleading. He could almost hear the words Please don’t tell anyone we kissed. He licked his lips and smiled. She ducked her head again. Instead of saying anything, he played part of “Have a Little Faith in Me,” hoping she’d recognize it.
Of course she didn’t acknowledge him, but the set of her shoulders relaxed a bit. They only ran through the drill for an hour since it was so cold. Saturday would be the last game of the season. His last game as a member of the
