Page 37 of Cooking Up A Curveball

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Oh. That’s not too bad, I guess.

Sunshine

You assumed worse?

Me

Yeah. My mind immediately went to you calling the Houston coach, or going live online and ripping Javier apart. Definitely not just putting us under the same roof.

Sunshine

Maybe I suggested doubling up the rooms, with female staff staying with a male player. I, of course, volunteered as tribute.

Me

Now a Hunger Games reference? You are on fire today, Sunshine!

Sunshine

Clearly not, since you didn’t bother to respond about rooming with me.

Me

I highly doubt the coaches will allow that. They’ll assume it’s for some massive team orgy, or that at least one player — YOU, obviously — has an ulterior motive.

Sunshine

It all depends on delivery, Peaches. Since management has yet to even see me on a date, much less hear anything about my extracurricular activities, they assume I’m just full of good intentions.

Sunshine

Do I want to keep you safe? Hell yes.

Sunshine

Would the safest spot be in my bed? FUCK yes.

Me

I’ll be perfectly fine in my own hotel room, Max.

Sunshine

Maybe I won’t be. I’m frightened of thunderstorms. Will you keep me safe, Layla?

Me

I have a feeling, if I were to say I’d keep you safe, you’ll suggest you’d feel safest naked with me under the covers.

Sunshine

It’s best if I don’t hear the thunder. Perhaps I can use your thighs as earmuffs?

Me

MAX!

Sunshine