Chapter 14
Brooklyn knew they were up to something. Too many of her ladies had been acting strange, having hushed conversations that seemed to abruptly end when she walked in the room. They were hooking up with the players. They had to be. It was the only thing that made sense.
When she reminded them at the end of each day that they needed to stay focused on their workouts and routines, and that dating anyone—especially football players—was too great of a distraction, she was often given strange looks. Some looked away, maybe embarrassed or hiding things. There was always an eye roll or two, and on occasion, two of them would share a giggle or a look or nudge each other with their elbows.
She hadn’t seen anything specific, though she was always on the lookout for evidence. She’d caught
