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She just chuckles as I shake my head.
“A mother always knows.” I mouth the words as she says them, since she’s been spewing that bullshit since I was a kid.
“Fine,” I mock groan, leaning back against the headboard and crossing my ankles in front of me. “There is a girl. Her name is Harper and it’s very new so please don’t go stalking her on the internet or something.”
“Excuse me, when have I ever done that?”
Jesus. This woman tests my patience every goddamn time I call her.
“Don’t make me remind you of what happened the last time I had a girlfriend. You found her on Facebook and messaged her, wondering how many grandkids she was going to give you.”
I really wish I was making this shit up, but it’s one of the reasons we eventually broke up.
“Well, I’m not getting any younger…”
I laugh because she’s not even denying her stalking tendencies, she’s actually trying to justify them.
“Stop, Ma. I really like her. Can we leave it at that for now?”
She huffs. “Fine. But the minute it becomes more, you better bring her home.”
I agree and also agree to see her after the game this afternoon before hanging up.
I set the phone down, picking up the room service menu again when there’s a knock at the door. When Will’s smiling face greets me, I roll my eyes as he breezes past me and makes himself at home on my bed.
“Dude, you missed one hell of a night last night.”
I tilt my head, grabbing a pair of jeans off the floor and pulling them on.
“King got with this gorgeous chick, like playboy mansion type shit.”
Will has been single for as long as I’ve known him, and for good reason. He’s never been great at the monogamous stuff, at least not since making it to the show. I know there’s a story there, but I’ve never asked him about it. Him and King trade secrets almost every time they’re around each other and it still shocks me that neither of them has had a pregnancy scare yet.
“One of these days your dick is going to get infected, and I’ll be over here laughing my ass off,” I mutter as I grab the hotel phone and order breakfast.
“Well, at least I’m getting some action,” he says, taking out his phone and scrolling through social media sites I don’t have.
When I don’t say anything back, he looks over, and I guess he sees something in my eyes because he drops the phone and is on me like a kid on cake.
“You have a chick, and you didn’t tell me?” he asks as if I just told him that there is no Santa Claus.
“Fuck off, Harris.” I push him away, hearing my cell phone go off on the nightstand. He lunges for it before I have a chance to stand and read the message.
“Harper? Who is she? Is she any good in bed? Can I have her when you’re done?” He laughs although I know he’s kidding, the thought of him touching her sends a sensation of fury through my entire body. Will might come off as a player and loves that lifestyle, but I know my best friend, and deep down he wants to settle. Deep, deep, deep down. Right now, he has a reputation to protect.
“If you would give me back my phone, I’d tell you,” I mutter, holding out my hand for him as he places the phone in my palm. “And stop acting like you’re twelve years old. You’re not King.”
He shrugs and sits back down, waiting for me to spill my guts.
“I met her at Paul’s. She impaled me with a dart.” I smile at the memory, loving that we have that anecdote as a catalyst for our relationship.
Will belly laughs, leaning back into the headboard. A knock sounds at the door and I go and get my food, placing the trays on the bed just as Will decides he’s hungry and starts to dig in.
“Who is she?” he asks again with a mouthful of blueberry pancakes.
“She works at the gym I’m working with and I ran into her there after the bar. It was fate.” I cringe as the last part leaves my mouth, knowing he’s going to rib me about it.
“Fate? Are we in some kind of romance movie I didn’t know about? You sound ridiculous right now.”
