Chapter 25: Carter

##Chapter 25: Carter

I take a long pull from my beer bottle as a brunette with purple talons runs her hands up and down my chest. She's gorgeous and obviously interested, but she's not doing a damn thing for me.

Nothing stirs south of the border.

I came here with the intention of finding a hookup. I need to dip my wick and evict Daisy from my head, where she's renting space, otherwise I'm going to crack.

Know what the real kicker is?

Daisy doesn't have a flipping clue what she does to me or how I feel about her. The girl is oblivious, thank fuck. And that's the way it needs to stay.

I catch Owen's eye and give him a chin lift in greeting. "What's up, man."

Owen's a good guy. If I were sticking around for another season, I'd be worried about him entering the draft. He's a difference-maker and a team player. He'll be missed.

"Not much." He glances around, searching for someone.

The guy might be a brick shithouse, but he gets his fair share of ass. He has two championships under