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Dillon snorts like he doesn't believe me and then disconnects.
I drop my phone in the passenger seat and head toward home, my mind racing a million miles a minute. Colter has a game tonight, and Gavin still hasn't taken our bait. At this point, I don't think he's going to take it at all. Has he already found someone on the other team to pay off?
Maybe I should be heading for the arena instead of the house. At least if he meets someone who tries to knock one of the Falcons out, we'll know that he's absolutely guilty. From there, it'll just be a matter of getting one of the guys to talk. Which one? Bruce Gordon? Jimmy Brinks? Whoever he picks tonight?
I pull up outside of the house and park, still thinking over everything. I'm halfway to the front door when my phone rings. Despite my mood, seeing Colter's name on the display brings a smile to my face.
"Hey, Bossy. You miss me already?" I ask, trying to juggle the phone and my back while unlocking the door.
"Always, Trouble." He sounds tired. Probably because he isn't getting much sleep. We're up late making love every night, and then he's up before the sun every morning to train. I don't know how he does it. "I got an interesting phone call."
"Really? So did I. You tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine." I close the front door and drop my bag by the credenza before kicking off my shoes. I'm going to get a hot shower, change, and then head to the arena. I'll camp out until the game starts and then head inside to watch Colter play.
"Gavin called," he says, his voice quiet.
I stop walking mid-step. "What? Seriously? When?"
"Ten minutes ago."
"Why?"
"Said he had a proposition for me."
"Holy crap. You think it's…?"
"I don't know, but he's coming to the arena," Colter growls. "Told me he'd be here around four. You think you can make it here by then?"
I pull the phone away from my ear to look at the time. It's not even two. "I can definitely be there by then. I just got home."
"What? Why?"
"My head hurts," I complain. "I spent all morning reading the internet."
"The whole internet, huh?"
"Shut up."
He chuckles. "I'm sorry you don't feel well, pretty baby. You need me to come over there and take care of you?"
"It's just a headache. I'll be fine."
"You sure?"
"Yes!" I smile, shaking my head. He's kind of adorable when he worries. "Go play with your stick or something. I'll be there to spy on you and Gavin in about an hour. I'm going to hop in the shower first."
"Fuck," he groans. "You're getting naked and soapy without me?"
"Yep. Bye."
"I love you."
"I love you too, Bossy. Go play with your stick."
"I prefer when you do it."
"I'm hanging up now," I sing song, smiling like a crazy person. His laughter floats down the line as I end the call. Lord. He's a menace. I hope he never changes.
I send Dillon a quick text to let him know the latest, and then remember I didn't even tell Colter about my call with Dillon. It's entirely his fault for distracting me. Now, he'll just have to wait until later to hear what Dillon discovered.
