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I was feeling sorry for Cormac. I was also disappointed in him.

I was a lot of things but pissed wasn’t one of them. Not right now, at least.

He was a pawn in one of Bella’s games, and even though I was drunk, I could see that as clear as day.

“Listen to me,” I began, striving not to slur my words as I tried to give him some hard-learned home truths. “I’ve been in this game a long fucking time and I know what’s happening here. Bella’s using you to get to me, and you’re letting her make an eejit out of you.”

Only God himself knew why I was giving him advice after he stabbed me in the back, but I continued.

“She can’t have me anymore and you’re the next best thing,” I slurred. “It’s money for that one, Ryan. Money and status.” Shaking my head, I added, “Fighting with your teammate over a fucking girl is the beginning of the end. Go down that path and it’s over for you before it has even started.”

Even in my drunken state, I knew I was making a hypocritical fucking statement.

I justified my reasons with the knowledge that Shannon was worth it.

Bella was not.

Cormac glowered at me. “You think you’re better than me.”

Was he serious?

Was that all he took from my effort of helping him?

“I am better than you,” I snapped, frustrated that he wasn’t listening to me. “If you want to be on my level, then step it up on the pitch. Work harder. Train harder. Be fucking better. And open your goddamn eyes to danger. Because that so-called girlfriend of yours will bleed you dry, lad.”

“She is my girlfriend,” he snarled. “So don’t talk about her like that.”

God, give me strength…

“Fine.” I threw my hands up. “Keep your girlfriend away from mine and we’ll be rosy.”

“You don’t have a girlfriend,” he replied slowly, expression laced with confusion.

“Me,” I corrected, flustered at the word spill. “Keep her away from me and we won’t have a problem.”

“So, what happens now?” Cormac asked, face contorted in a pained grimace. “Are we going to have a problem playing together after this?”

“No.”

“No.” His brows shot up. “Why not?”

“Because I’m not thick enough to let a girl like that fuck with my head,” I bit out. “You’re a decent winger and the team needs you. I’d be a selfish bastard if I allowed my personal issues to impact the squad.”

“And Bella?” Cormac asked after a long pause. “Are you going to cause problems with her?”

“Because you’re with her? No,” I told him. “If she fucks with Shannon? Absolutely.”

“Shannon?”

“Yes, Shannon,” I bit out, tone harsh now.

Cormac stared blankly. “Who’s Shannon?”

“Shannon is the reason you’re going to end up with a broken jaw.”

“The hell?”

“Bella was threatening to go after her,” I snarled. “If that happens, I will fuck you up.”

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