Page 27 of The Agreement


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"I’ll pay him off."

"Do you think your money can buy you everything?"

"You should know that it does."

She pales, then glances away. "Uh, I… I’m going to get a breath of fresh air." She nods at Declan. "Good to meet you." Turning, she walks out.

Silence descends. I scowl in the direction she walked out, then turn on Declan. "What?"

"I didn’t say anything." He raises his hands.

"But you want to," I spit out.

"You know what I’m going to say." He searches my features.

"That I was wrong in what I said earlier. That’s what you’re going to say, aren’t you?"

He hesitates. "It’s the first time I’ve seen you all strung out over a woman."

"Strung out?" I shake my head. "What does that even mean?"

"You knocked out your teammate and a journalist, and all for looking at her?"

"The first touched her, the second dared speak about her with disrespect."

His smile widens.

I scowl. "What?"

"I rest my case."

"I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“But I do.” Ray ambles into the room.Fucker was probably lurking outside the door, looking for an opportunity to insert himself into our conversation.“Derek’s pissed, man. He’s going to come after you on the field.”

“I’d like to see him try.”

Ray scowls. “You can’t go making enemies like you don’t care about your career.”

“It’s because I have a fantastic career, and the kind of track record that my team needs to get through the season that I can get away with it.”

“Aristotle did describe pride as the crown of virtues,” Declan admits.

“Too much of a good thing ne’er did suit anyone,” Ray counters, then bows. “Thank you. Thank you. That was all me.”

Declan laughs, then extends his hand. "I’m Declan Beauchamp, by the way."

"Won’t say I haven’t heard about you, as crass as that may be, but man, I’m in awe of your performance in your last film." Ray shakes Declan’s hand. "Oscar-worthy, if I may say."

"Thanks, you weren’t too shabby last season, either."

"Just gotta make sure I keep at it long enough to break King’s records, here."

"That’ll be the day," I scoff.

"I was referring to your on-field ones, by the way," Ray drawls.

"Fuck you," I say mildly.

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