Playing the Game: Providence University Book 6

Playing the Game
Providence University Book 6
Ali Parker Weston Parker
BrixBaxter Publishing


Contents
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Description
Ali’s Introduction
Weston’s Introduction
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
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Description
My bad reputation is legendary.
It’s unfortunate, but it’s something that’s always plagued me.
It’s commitment issues. Or maybe it’s that I haven’t found a woman that’s willing to put in the effort to settle me down.
Either way, it’s getting old. I’m ready for the right girl in my life, on my arm, in my bed.
And I just found her.
A little hottie on the female rugby team. As team captain of the guys, I know when someone has the right moves on the field.
This girl is it.
I’ve got a slim shot with her thanks to all of the rumors flying above my head. Some true, some not so much.
If everyone would back up a step and give a guy a chance, this love affair might go from electric to overloading the system.
Unfortunately, I’ve spent a lot of years playing the game.


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Dedication
We have been waiting to tell this story forever! To all of our rowdy readers out there that love a good redemption of the bad boy story. This guy takes the cake in our Pro-U series! Enjoy. Hope you love it.
Ali & Weston Parker


Chapter 1 Avery
After a day of cramming and classes, I went back to my apartment and found that Clara, my sister and former roommate, was there to gather the last of her things.
“Hey, Avery,” she said, peeking over the bar. She was down on the floor, and pots and pans rattled in the cabinet as she rifled through them. “I’m taking the extra skillet. Dillon is sick of microwaved eggs, and I can barely stomach regular food, much less that microwaved mess. Have you ever seen what a microwave does to an egg? It’s disgusting. It looks like a sponge, and I’m pretty sure it tastes like one too.” She made a face and kept on digging.
“Yeah, they’re gross,” I said, dropping my bag on the table. I went to the fridge for a drink and watched as she dug through a different cabinet.
“Now that he’s in camp, I’m using the time to gather the things we need to function normally. I feel like we don’t have anything we need, and too much of what we don’t.”
“Other than a sad lack of household wares, how are you doing without Dillon around?” This was my subtle way of asking her if she was still eating. Part of her recovery was to keep her strength up. Her heart was fragile from her anorexia, and while she had been doing better, being alone in her own place without Dillon could trigger her to resort to old ways of starving herself.
“I’m eating three square meals, so you can stop worrying. How are things with you?” She gave me a sideward look and put a small soup pot on the counter. “You don’t have company every day, do you?”
That was her subtle way of fishing around for information about my pending relationship with Seth Mills. I hadn’t given her the update of our status and decided it would be best to let her be happy and content with settling in her new place without worrying about me.
I loved Clara and wanted the best for her. My problems would only make her worry, so I played it off as if everything were good, doing my best to keep a big smile on my face and a positive attitude.
“No, you can relax. Things slowed down considerably with Seth and me.”
“Why?” she asked with a suspicious look in her eye.
“I just decided to hit the brakes and take it slow.” I tried to keep a bright smile to hide how I was really feeling.
“Good,” said Clara, not even knowing the look was fake. “You’ve come to your senses. I was actually afraid I might find him here. It would have given me great pleasure to ask him to leave.” She hated Seth, and I knew she’d never change her mind about him.
“Oh no, it’s my place now. Only I get to throw people out.” I just wanted her to give him a chance.
Clara laughed. “Is that right? I’d think our father would disagree.” She took the cookie sheet from the oven drawer, and I quickly snatched it back.
“He didn’t disagree when you and Dillon decided to shack up together.” Our father had never cared so much what we did as long as he didn’t have to deal with any drama.
“That’s only because he’s scared that I’m going to die before I get a chance to live. And he’s happy that I have Dillon to take care of me, so he doesn’t have to. Trust me. You don’t want the consequences of his approval. It sucks not being as healthy as I used to be. I’ve been