Chapter 17
First, he needed to convince Brooklyn that he wasn’t all bad. He had to break past her image of him. That was the only way. She’d never talk to him if she thought he was the king jerk who wanted to sleep with all “her ladies” as she called them. He was distracted for a moment by the thought of her and her ladies, all in the locker room together, all naked and showering. Did things ever happen between them? If they were so man-hating, maybe a few were lesbians.
He had to adjust his pants picturing it. Maybe there was a way to sneak in there or set up a camera. But that wasn’t his focus right now. Couldn’t be. Brooklyn. What would make this girl tick, and what would get through to her? What was the best way to prove he was a good guy?
His first plan of action was to write her s
