Page 18 of The Game Plan

He heard steps come to the door, and a curse reached his ears, along with a small argument and scuffle. He smothered his laughter with a hand as the footsteps receded, leaving him alone at the door again.

“Mia, no!” He heard Sutton call. The door burst open, and a tall blonde with the softest brown eyes he’d ever seen stood there, a huge smile on her face.

“Sutton, he is way cuter then you said he was,” she said.

“Thanks,” he replied.

She laughed and stepped back from the door. “Come on in.”

Reese walked into the apartment, and his eyes widened at the scene in front of him. It looked like a tornado had blown through the apartment, with women’s clothing on every surface.

“Couldn’t find anything to wear?” he asked, turning back to the blonde.

“Pretty much.” She stuck out her hand. “Mia Kelly, realtor.”

“Reese Vaughn, football player,” he replied, shaking it.

Turning back to the chaos, he asked, “Did she find something? The reservation is at eight.” He pulled his sleeve up to look at his watch. “It’s seven thirty.”

“She did, don’t worry.” Mia grabbed a few articles of clothing from a nearby barstool. “Sutton! Hurry up!”

She pointed to the stool next to her. “Would you like to sit?”

He shook his head, and she shrugged, slipping onto the barstool she had already cleared.

Tucking his hands into his coat, his attention was drawn toward a nearby door when it swung open. Sutton stepped from her bedroom, and Reese fought to keep his jaw closed at the sight of her.

“You look amazing,” he said. They might be fake dating, but he was still going to give her real compliments.

A pink flush covered her face, and he smiled, her discomfort at the compliment cute.

“Thank you,” she replied, running a hand down the front of the black satin pants she wore. To match the pants, she wore a pair of black, strappy heels, her toenails the same dusty rose as her velvet and sequined, long-sleeved crop top.

“You look great, too,” she replied. “I like the black.”

He looked down at his full black ensemble and preened with pride. “Thanks. Can’t go wrong with a classic black look.”

She nodded. “Excuse me.” She squeezed past him to go to the couch to grab a small pink purse from the arm.

“Ready to go?” she asked as she turned and slipped the gold chain over her shoulder.

“Yep.” He motioned for her to lead the way, and she headed for the door.

“Don’t you need a coat?” Reese asked. “It’s cold out there.”

Mia grabbed a long, black coat and went to hand it to her, but he reached for it. “If I may?”

Sutton smiled and turned around, and he helped her into it.

“Thank you,” she said, tugging it closed.

He grabbed the doorknob and pulled open the door for her.

“Bye, Mia,” he said with a small wave as he shut the door behind him.

One quick elevator ride later,they arrived at the lobby of Sutton’s building.

Reese held the door for her, and she stepped off, waiting for him to join her.