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“I’m sorry,” he whispered, stroking my hair softly. I nodded into his shirt, still unable to look at him.
“Let’s get you to work, baby.”
* * *
Lincoln
I’d been off all day, not liking how quiet Monroe had been this morning when I dropped her off. She’d still responded to my texts, she’d still said thank you for lunch and my daily flower delivery…
But I could tell she was in her head. Stuck in whatever her mother had put her through.
Unlike what she thought…I actuallydidknow a lot from her background check. She probably wasn’t even aware of all the child welfare reports there were from concerned teachers, or her mother’s arrest records for solicitation.
It said little for the child welfare system that she’d been allowed to stay. The reports had been…terrifying.
“Linc, are you ready for the road trip? It’s been a minute,” Peters said, yanking me from my thoughts as he stuffed an entire taco into his mouth.
I was at lunch with him and Ari, trying to distract myself from stalking Monroe at work. That fucker Kevin had literally smirked at me this morning when I’d brought her in.
He wouldn’t be smirking if he knew I’d eaten her pussy out for an hour right before she’d gotten there.
Before she got upset.
I should’ve seen it coming, should’ve known that my AmEx would be a trigger for her. I’d just been so wrapped up in how good the fucking weekend had gone.
The best fucking weekend of my existence.
I’d forgotten she wasn’t in the same place as me.
“He’s so fucked over his girl,” Ari commented, shaking his head in mock disgust.
I threw a tortilla chip at him and he smirked before picking it off his lap, dipping it in some salsa, and eating it.
Because my best friend had taste.
“Two games, and then the playoffs. I’m ready to get this shit started,” I responded, checking my phone in case she’d texted.
Peters whooped loudly, drawing the eyes of everyone in the restaurant. Luckily we came to this hole in the wall all the time, and they treated us like everyone else who came in.
“Monroe coming?” Ari asked mildly, but I could see the question in his gaze. Would I be able to concentrate if she didn’t?
“Yep,” I responded, taking a bite of my taco, even though Monroe still hadn’t answered the question.
She had to come.
How could she stand to be away from me for four days? I could barely breathe while she was at fucking work.
Did she want me to kill my teammates? Because it would probably happen. I’d probably break a few more ribs while I was at it, too.
I shifted, sighing in annoyance at the pain still there in my side. If I could just stay inside Monroe every second, I’d probably be pain free.
My ribs never bothered me there.
Ari and Peters shit-talked each other for another thirty minutes while I stuffed chips in my mouth like an emotional eater.
Peters groaned as we left, throwing a wave at Maria, the owner of the place. “Tacos always make me want a blowjob,” he commented as we walked to our cars.
Ari and I snickered. “I’m pretty sure you always want a blowjob,” I drawled.
