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Obviously, they know who I am, or at least Ryan does, so I sit back and wait for the next series of questions to come. They always do. What was it like in the pros? Carrie Doherty, huh? What was she like to wake up next to? How’s the shoulder? Tough break about being let go from the Rangers. Any chance you’ll be able to play ball again someday or have you reached your expiration date at thirty-three years old?

But those questions don’t come.

“So, a teacher, huh?” Levi asks from the far end.

“Guilty,” I reply, tossing some popcorn into my mouth.

“That’s cool. It’s not every day someone with your stats decides to head back to junior high,” he says with a grin.

“No, definitely not. I had a few offers from Fox Sports and ESPN, but I didn’t really want that. I’d always liked working with kids, so I thought PE and coaching was a better fit.”

I wait for the next question in this series. Why teaching? It’s not like you need the money.

And that would be true. I don’t need the money. I was never into overspending on all the elaborate shit most other pro athletes seem to indulge in. I invested early on, paid off all of my parents’ debt, and could live comfortably for the rest of my life playing golf or tennis at a country club.

But that’s not me.

And I hate golf and tennis.

There’s no way I could do that shit. I’d be bored and ready to crawl out of my skin after the first day.

“Our sister-in-law works at the school,” the guy in the middle, Dean I think his name was, says.

“Yeah? Who’s that?”

“AJ Summer.”

Well, if that doesn’t get my attention.

“Yeah? Sister-in-law?” I ask casually, yet my heart is racing in my chest.

“One of the middle ones. I’m married to Payton, the oldest. Then there’s Jaime, Ryan’s wife,” Dean says.

“I’m dating Abby, one of the twins,” Levi adds.

“And I knocked up the other twin, Lexi,” Linkin chimes in as he dries off a glass.

“So there’re five of them?” I ask, committing every tidbit of detail to memory.

“Six. There’s one more. Meghan.” Ryan glances down at his beer, a look crossing his face that I can’t decipher before it becomes obscured. Solemn looks seem to appear on all of their faces, which lets me know something bad happened, probably to that other sister.

“Anyway, have you met AJ yet? She teaches math,” Dean asks, the sadness on his face quickly pushed away.

My mind flashes to hungry lips and a wicked tongue that makes my cock start to harden in my pants. “I have. We sat next to each other at the staff meeting this week.”

They each nod, but no one gives me any more dirt. I mean, is it too much to ask for these dudes to start spilling all of her dirty little secrets right now?

Yeah, probably. Guys usually could give two shits about that stuff.

“So are you rooting for the Rangers to go all the way or do you secretly have a favorite team?” Ryan asks as another beer is placed in front of him.

We end up chatting and watching sports highlights for the next hour, until the clock hits ten.

“Are you guys ready?” Levi asks, tossing a few bills on the battered bar top.

“Yeah, I’m surprised my phone hasn’t gone off yet,” Ryan says, pulling his phone from his pocket and lighting up the screen.

“They’re probably all drunk and haven’t even realized it’s already getting as late as it is,” Dean answers, pulling his own wallet and phone from his pocket.

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