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The scene features Avery, who is ten weeks pregnant, waking from a nap to find her husband Knox and their son Chase enjoying a day of dirt biking. As she interacts with them, she reflects on her life as a parent and her past achievements in gymnastics, while also sharing tender moments with Knox. The scene captures the warmth of family life and the joys and challenges of pregnancy.

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Burnout Bonus Scene Rebecca Jenshak

The scene features Avery, who is ten weeks pregnant, waking from a nap to find her husband Knox and their son Chase enjoying a day of dirt biking. As she interacts with them, she reflects on her life as a parent and her past achievements in gymnastics, while also sharing tender moments with Knox. The scene captures the warmth of family life and the joys and challenges of pregnancy.

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BURNOUT BONUS SCENE

REBECCA JENSHAK
CONTENTS

Avery
AVERY

I’ M WOKEN FROM A NAP TO THE SOUND OF NOISE OUTSIDE . I SIT UP AND


check the time. Pregnancy is kicking my butt. I’m ten weeks along, and the
only thing I want to do is sleep and eat.
Getting out of bed, I pull my hair back into a ponytail and move toward
the garage. As I get closer, I can hear Chase’s little voice.
Chase. My heart squeezes at the thought of him. Appropriately named
too because since he was born, almost five years ago, all I’ve done is run
after him. He walked early, and that walk quickly became a sprint.
Standing in the doorway, I watch my son and husband with a smile.
They went riding this morning so Chase could try out his new dirt bike—an
early birthday present.
Their backs are to me. Chase has a water hose in his little hand and
sprays off his bike while Knox unloads the rest of the gear from the truck.
Chase sings along to the music playing over the speakers in the garage.
He doesn’t know the lyrics well, but he doesn’t let that stop him. The kid
loves to belt out a good rock song.
Knox turns toward me, pausing when he spots me lingering in the
doorway. A slow smile spreads across his face as he starts toward me. As he
passes Chase, he rests a hand on his shoulder. “Good job. I’ll take over from
here, so you can go in and get cleaned up.”
With a nod, our son drops the hose to the ground. I push off the door
and step into the garage.
“Mom.” Chase picks up speed and launches himself into my legs.
“Did you have fun?” I ask him, leaning down and scooping him into my
arms.
He has blue eyes like me, but when he smiles, he looks exactly like his
father, right down to his smirk. “Yeah, it was awesome. I went so fast.”
My stomach swoops in fear at the thought, but it’s quickly pushed away.
Being a parent is nonstop worry, even when those worries aren’t rational. I
know Knox would never let anything happen to him and Chase is a natural
on anything with wheels. He rode his tricycle until the wheels fell off and
skipped training wheels on his bike all together. He’s his father’s son for
sure.
He does gymnastics too, but I don’t see the same spark in him as when
he’s riding.
“He did great.” Knox ruffles his blond hair. He looks down at our son
with so much admiration and love that it makes my heart squeeze.
I always knew Knox would be a good father but watching him with
Chase is one of the greatest joys of my life.
“Better go get washed up. Everyone will be here soon,” I tell him,
dropping a kiss to his dirt-streaked cheek.
He wiggles out of my hold and takes off inside.
“Strip off your dirty clothes in the laundry room,” I call over my
shoulder.
I don’t get a response, which means there’s a good chance I’m going to
find muddy footprints from the garage to the bathroom.
Knox closes the distance between us, hooking an arm around my waist.
“How are you feeling?”
“Better. I napped after I got home from the gym.”
I’m no longer competing, but I still spend every day surrounded by the
sport I love. I finished college while earning several more NCAA
championship titles and won another gold medal at the Olympics. It felt
even sweeter the second time.
Right now, I’m coaching Hope as she prepares for nationals. As
predicted, she’s even better than I was.
“Good.” He brushes his mouth over mine and then nuzzles into me,
grazing his stubbled cheek against mine. Over the past few years, he’s been
rocking a short beard that somehow makes him even more handsome.
I lean against him. I miss caffeine, although I’m not sure there’s any
amount that could kick this first trimester energy drain.
“I hope I don’t fall asleep in the middle of the birthday party.”
“With nerf bullets whizzing by your head? That’d be a mistake,
princess.”
“Maybe I’ll hide under the cake table.”
“Hmm.” He hums, wrapping his other arm around me now and holding
me to him. “Can I hide with you, Mrs. Holland?”
“Only if you bring snacks.”
He chuckles softly. “Deal.”
I sigh and let my head fall against his chest.
Knox runs his hands up and down my side, from my hips to the side of
my breasts. Then moves around to cup my boobs over my tank top.
“Ah, I love when you’re pregnant.” He buries his face in my cleavage.
I went up a full cup size during the last pregnancy and stayed that way.
I’m scared of what this one will hold.
They’re a little sensitive, but under Knox’s hands, the contact has warm
pleasure building in my lower stomach.
“Dad, do you know where my football is?”
At Chase’s voice, Knox brings his head up out of the front of my shirt
and loosens his grip on me. My husband pulls himself away and reaches up
to a shelf in the garage to get down Chase’s football.
“Here you go, little man.” He tosses it to a naked Chase who catches it
with a huge smile.
“Uncle Brogan said we could play today!” he says excitedly.
When Knox comes back to me, his jaw ticks.
“You hid it again, didn’t you?” I ask him.
He doesn’t answer and I have to hold back laughter. “He can love dirt
bikes and football.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Knox pouting is ridiculous if not adorable. Our son’s
newest obsession is all things football. It was bound to happen with three
uncles who play the sport and love spoiling their favorite nephew.
“Come on, husband.” I take his hand and pull him inside. “I know just
how to cheer you up.”
Thank you for reading Burnout! I hope you loved Knox and Avery. Want
more Holland brothers? You can read Hendrick and Jane’s bodyguard
romance in Tempting the Player.

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