Not Enough: Is love ever enough? (The Enough Series Book 1) Read Free

with it.
    I take off in pursuit screaming, “Boss, come here boy.”
    Fifteen minutes later after running around looking for him
everywhere I am just about to give up when I notice him sitting next to someone
in the driveway of my dream house. Well, at least the dog has good taste, and I
will get to check out the new owner.
    I start half-jogging, half-limping up the driveway to collect
my badly behaved animal. I raise my hand to wave at the mysterious person as I
make my way, and he waves back. The walk seems endless as my legs and hands
begin to sting with pain. As I near the two of them Boss starts running my way
and I bend down to grab his leash when he reaches me.
    “Dang it, Boss, you know better than that. Bad dog.”
    I can’t help chuckling as he responds by licking my face and
smiling at me. With Boss in tow, I walk towards the mysterious man but realize
he is definitely not a stranger. He is Austin Black, the one and only drop-dead
gorgeous Austin Black.
    Austin is the consummate All-American boy. Every girl wants
to be with him and every man wants to be him. Austin was drafted by Boston
three years ago and after this past season is the reigning Super Bowl MVP and
the league’s leading passer.
    Austin is six feet five inches of swoon-worthy perfection. He
wears his light brown hair just long enough to run his hands through and his
eyes are a deep blue that remind me of the ocean. His strong features and
delectable dimples shine when he smiles that megawatt smile. Today he is
dressed in black jersey workout shorts and a tight gray team t-shirt that shows
off his rippled body.
    As I finally approach Austin, I apologize for Boss, “Sorry he
disturbed you, Boss rarely takes off like that. In fact, he has never done this
before. I hope he didn’t cause you any trouble.”
    His rugged beauty takes me back as I try to stop rambling.
    “He was no trouble at all; I will always welcome four-legged
visitors and their gorgeous owners,” he says with a friendly smile.
    I return his smile with a shy one of my own. Disarmed by his
presence I mumble, “Well thanks for catching him, I better get us home.” I grab
Boss’s leash and we turn to walk back to the street.
    “Wait, hey wait,” I hear him call, as we are halfway back up
the drive. I turn to see what he is yelling about and notice he is steps away
from catching up to us so I stop.
    Looking at him in confusion, “Did I forget something?”
    I can see him studying me as he replies, “Don’t I know you.
Aren’t you James Carter’s agent?”
    Well shoot, I was hoping he wouldn’t recognize me, especially
given my current state of dishevelment. We met by chance once when I was
visiting James at the team facility.
    I extend my hand and reply, “Yes, I am. Rylee Ash. It is nice
to meet you again Mr. Black.” I see him glance at my hand with pause and I realize
it remains covered in blood. I am making an all-star impression today, I think
to myself.
    I pull my gravel-covered gesture back as he says, “Why don’t
you come up to the house so we can clean-up those scrapes.”
    Ordinarily I would refuse help from an almost stranger but
since it is almost a mile back down to my house and the throbbing in my knees
is getting worse I accept.
    “Thank you, I really appreciate this,” I say as we walk
towards the house.
    “Well, I can see why you call this big man, Boss. I doubt anyone
can control him when he sets his mind to something,” he says while taking hold
of Boss’s leash.
    I chuckle at the bizarre situation, “No he is like a force of
nature when he wants something, but he will usually listen. I mean that is why
I spent a small fortune having him trained.”
    Reaching the front steps, I notice a large bowl of water as
Boss just helps himself to it. Austin must notice the confused look on my face
as he explains, “Once he stopped chasing that cat I figured he might need a
drink.”
    Well, that makes sense I think to myself. “Thank you that was
very