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What a total clusterfuck.
"Hey, Londs. Are you okay? That was some crazy shit."
Ryder stood next to the booth, staring down at him.
"Yeah. I just couldn't do it anymore, Cap. She insulted the waitress, and I just snapped."
"Don't apologize." Ryder shook his head. "Good riddance to that trash."
"We're over." Sam told him.
"Good. Just really be done with her, okay? I know you wanted to keep things even keel until the playoffs were over, but you shouldn't have to put up with that crap. That's awful."
"No. Trust me, I'm really done."
"Come stay with me and Zoe until the series is over. I don't want her fucking with your sleep or your head right now. I know you said she came to your condo in the middle of the night last time you broke up. Block her number. We've got so many rooms in the house we won't even know you're there. Seriously. Start tonight. The community is gated, so she can't show up at my house."
"I will. Thanks, Cap."
"Remind me to give you a key and the alarm code before you leave tonight, okay?"
"Okay."
"Do you want to play pool? We've got some good bets going."
"Maybe later. I'm going to go get something to eat."
"Come hang out when you're ready," Ryder told him, then went back to the pool table.
Fuck. All he wanted to do right now was get as far away from the concerned stares and curious looks as possible. He picked up his phone and deleted Shay's text thread, then blocked her number.
Glancing over at the roped-off staircase in the corner, he saw Holly Wilkes walk down and unhook the rope before going over to sit down at a booth with West's girlfriend, Penn. A few minutes later, Eli Donnelley came down the stairs. He met Sam's eyes, then glanced away.
Weird. From what he'd seen in the past, Holly and Eli were oil and water. He couldn't imagine her giving his friend the time of day, let alone them sneaking off together somewhere.
Sam slid out of the booth and went over to the bar, ignoring the sympathetic looks of people he passed on the way. He flagged down Jake.
"Hey, Sam." Jake stopped in front of him. "What can I do for you?"
"Could I get some of those appetizer things I saw floating around earlier, and another beer? And do you mind if I head upstairs for a bit? I know it's closed off, but I could use a break from prying eyes."
Jake nodded. "I get it. I'll send someone up with your stuff in a few. Fair warning, it's a bit dark up there. Just put the rope up behind you, if you don't mind."
"Thanks, Jake."
Once he was upstairs, he welcomed the semi-darkness as he collapsed down into a booth in the back. It was cooler up here, and the start of a headache thumped at his temples.
He enjoyed the silence for the next ten minutes since the din of noise from downstairs barely reached the booth. Closing his eyes, he leaned back, trying to rid himself of the misery Shay had heaped on him tonight. He couldn't shake the gnawing pit of anxiety in his stomach over the whole miserable scene.
The sound of footsteps approaching startled him, and he opened his eyes to see the brunette Shay had insulted walking toward him with a tray.
"Hi." She gave him a hesitant smile as she approached. "I have some munchies for you, and another beer."
"Thank you," he said gratefully. "I'm starving."
She placed a gigantic plate heaped with nachos drowning in beef, cheese, and a ton of other toppings down in front of him. He'd never seen such amazing looking nachos at a bar before. Next to it, she set down the appetizers.
"You're more than welcome." She put down a coaster for his beer, then set the bottle down. "Do you need anything else?"
