Off Season (The Blake Boys Book 15)
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Authors: Rhonda Laurel
Tags: #Interracial romance, #romance
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The Blake Boys
Series
For the Love of the Game (Book One)
MVP (Book Two)
The Blake Legacy (Book Three)
Texas Heat (Book Four)
Love Notes and Football (Book Five)
The Perfect Storm (Book Six)
Slow Burn (Book Seven)
Cowboy’s Heart (Book Eight)
Tempting Fate (Book Nine)
Executive Desires (Book Ten)
Meet the Blakes (Book Eleven)
The Final Play (Book Twelve)
Stranded in Paradise (Book Thirteen)
Slap Shot (Book Fourteen)
Off Season (Book Fifteen)
The
Hollywood Heat
Series
Star Crossed (Book One)
Hollywood Rush (Book Two)
Ebb Tide
Shutter
“Masquerade” Halloween Heat IV
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The Rhonda Laurel Collection
“Masquerade” Halloween Heat MF
The Blake Boys Collection
The Blake Boys Collection II
The Blake Boys Collection III
Off Season
The Blake Boys Book Fifteen
Rhonda Laurel
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Off Season
Copyright © 2016 by Rhonda Laurel
ISBN: 978-1-944138-45-5
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First Etopia Press electronic publication: May 2016
DEDICATION
To Seth and Morgan, thanks for being the quarterback and the girl next door.
CHAPTER ONE
Seth Blake didn’t have to open his eyes to know what was going on in his bedroom. The sound of animated laughter coupled with the smell of waffles and syrup was a Saturday morning ritual in his house. This morning it sounded like the resourceful Blake brood had managed to get their breakfast essentials to their parents’ bedroom without spills, then hunkered down on the floor at the foot of the bed and watched their favorite cartoons. It was a rite of passage for the boys to attempt to make their weekend breakfast. Big brother J.J. had been about Jake’s age when he’d started supervising the cooking for his siblings on the weekends.
He kept his eyes closed and pretended to sleep, ignoring the tempting aroma of tasty food. Life had been pretty good since his retirement from football and their move to Texas. The decision to spend time with his family before pursuing a new career resulted in blissful days of leisurely living. He couldn’t help spoiling his baby daughter Mackenzie either. The tiniest member of the family had taken over the house, much to her mother’s chagrin. Mackenzie was everywhere, exploring the world around her and trying her best to keep up with her rambunctious brothers. Speaking of his daughter, he reached over when tiny hands tugged on his arm and helped her and the teddy bear she toted everywhere onto the bed. She immediately nestled between her parents.
“Daddy,” Mackenzie said as she tried to open Seth’s eyelids. When that didn’t work, she planted a kiss on his cheek and pinched his nose.
“Good morning, Sweet Pea.” Seth tickled her.
Having one parent awake wasn’t enough so Mackenzie turned to her mother and touched her cheek. “Bat time.”
Morgan groaned but kept her eyes closed. “I think its
Daddy’s
turn to give you a bath today. Not
Mommy’s
.”
“I have to get all the camping gear out of the garage for the sleepover tonight,” he said.
Giving his daughter a bath before he started his chores wasn’t a big deal, but he wanted Morgan and Mackenzie to spend more time together. Morgan wouldn’t admit it, but he got the feeling she was a little disappointed that Mackenzie hadn’t said “mom” yet. She’d mimic every word under the sun, but it seemed like their daughter was purposely holding out on that particular word.
“Excuses, excuses.” Morgan sat up and took a sip of the glass of orange juice Jake had placed on the bedside table for her. “Did you get anything to eat, little girl?”
“Yes, she had one of those Lil Bites Breakfast meals,” Jake yelled from the foot of the bed. “I think it had apple and pears in it. And some apple juice.”
“Thanks, Jake,” Morgan replied, then looked at Seth. “One of these days I’m going to get up before them and see how they pull all of this together and leave my kitchen spotless.”
“It’s good old-fashioned teamwork. It’s in the Blake genetic code.” Seth traded the orange juice in her hand for a piece of chocolate chip muffin.
“Keep up that sentiment. We have our work cut out for us today.”
“We’re going to have fun today. We always do.” Seth leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
“Let’s see if you have that attitude by the end of the day. I predict that you will have to carry me to bed tonight.” She yawned.
Seth took a good look at her. They’d had a good night’s sleep, but she still looked tired. She’d been feeling rundown since she’d gotten sick with the flu last month. “Are you OK?”
“I’m fine.” She shook her head as she suppressed another yawn.
“Do want to get some more shut-eye?”
“We both know that’s not going to happen.” She scrunched her nose at Mackenzie.
“Gabe and Owen are a breeze. They’ll be asleep before the fun starts.” The newest additions of the family were pretty easy to please. J.J. and Sam had welcomed a healthy baby boy, Gabriel Jacob, into the world three months ago. And not to be upstaged by his cousin, Tate and Isabelle’s son Owen Jacob had arrived a few days later. “I’ll get dressed and start hunting for the camping supplies.”
“I’ll get up too. If I can get this one to say ‘mommy,’ maybe I’ll give her a bath.” Morgan tickled her daughter. “Can you say ‘mommy’ yet?”
“Morgy!” Mackenzie replied.
“Oh no. You are not calling me by my first name. I’d rather you call me shark-head or bear-trap.”
“We’re still working on it.” Seth bit back a smile and headed into the bathroom before he burst into laughter. He knew his daughter’s expressions well and that toothy two-tooth grin and sparkling green eyes meant she wouldn’t be saying
mommy
today. He propped Jake’s skateboard, no doubt part of the breakfast conveyor system, against the door so no one got hurt. He looked back and smiled at what he saw. Mackenzie had cuddled closer to Morgan while Morgan attempted to fix their daughter’s messy ponytails, and the boys were off in their own world watching the cartoon. Life was good.
Morgan might have intended on getting some more sleep this morning, but Mackenzie wasn’t having any of that. The little girl poked and prodded until she finally relented and agreed to get up. The kids were happy to get to a day to do whatever they wanted but little Miss liked structure. Which meant a bath, getting dressed, and chasing her brothers around the house.
“Let’s see if we can get those ponytails to stay in your head today, Red.” Morgan touched her daughter’s droopy tresses and kissed her on the nose. It looked like she’d be joining the family’s red-haired club with her Grandma Teri-Lyn and Uncle Channing.
The phone rang. Morgan picked it up off the nightstand and looked at the display. It was her friend Nina.
“Hi, Nina.”
Mackenzie took her cue and her teddy bear and ambled off the bed. She joined her brothers and inserted herself between Connor and Colby on the floor.
“Why are you still in bed?” Nina said.
“There’s no way you can know that.”
“I know that voice. It’s the leisurely sound of a woman who doesn’t have a care in the world. I miss that sound. Don’t tell me you’re wearing a negligee and a feather boa.”
“You sound sleep-deprived.” She laughed. “I wouldn’t say I don’t have a care. The kids are in that self-maintenance stage.”
“That’s right. You
don’t
have a newborn in your house and can do whatever you please. I’ve been up since dawn’s crack.”
Morgan giggled. “I remember those days. But Patton’s helping out, right?”
“Please, Patton can nap through a house demolition. I don’t remember him sleeping so soundly when Gabby was born.”
“Well, we both know Patton and Seth behave differently with their daughters.” Morgan pulled back the cover and reached for her robe. “If it’s any consolation to you, we’re babysitting Gabe and Owen tonight.”
“No. It’s not. Don’t get me wrong, I love my little blessing, but he keeps farmer’s hours.”
“He gets that from his Uncle Seth. How’s the family reunion going?”
“Like I feared, the business pitches and wacky ideas keep coming from the family. The homecoming is turning into a non-stop parade of people asking for money. Patton’s too kindhearted to say no, but I’m starting to get pissed.”
Morgan cringed. One of Nina’s reservations about returning home to Alabama was that the family would treat Patton like some sort of cash cow. Patton had made tons of money playing football and he’d invested his money wisely to ensure a comfortable future for his family. Nina worried that his generosity would lead to financial trouble.
“Are any of the ideas any good?”
“The latest one was for a slip and slide.”
“That’s not very original. It’s been done to death.” She went into the walk-in closet to look for something to wear.
