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The door opens and I hear the click-clack of high heels on the tiled floor.Girlfriends, I think. It seems like the wives were dressed more casually, in jeans and cute comfortable shoes. The girlfriends were dressed for the game but definitely sexier.
“Is she here?” A woman asks and water starts to run in the sink.
“I think so, she’s the one sitting next to William’s dad in the twelfth-man jersey.” Another woman replies, her tone bored.
“No way, the fat one?” A third woman snickers and I pause in snapping my jeans.Are they talking about me?
“She’s not fat, Kaitlyn, she’s curvy, I think. Anyway, I think that’s her. I guess Hartwell and Clarke had a talk with all the players about it, asking them to be accepting.”
“No way? I had heard they got up to some kinky shit, but I didn’t know they were like interested in polyamory seriously.”
“What are you talking about?” A lower voice asks, and the first woman laughs.
“Luka Clarke and Noah Hartwell, you know them, defense? Well, they like to fuck women together. You know, share.”
“They’re gay?”
“No, I don’t think they do anything to each other, they just like to gangbang or whatever. I didn’t know it was like a serious thing though.”
“No fucking way. When management hears about this you think they’ll get traded?” My eyebrows shoot up, they could get traded?
“Yeah,” the one I think is Kaitlyn answers. “The press is going to tear them to fucking shreds. America likes football but they don’t want to know their players are DPing some chick.”
“Kaitlyn, stop being a bitch, you’re just jealous because you tried to get with Hartwell last season.”
“I am not. First, I don’t even know what they see in her. She’s fat and not that pretty. She can’t honestly be worth sacrificing a whole career?”
My heart is racing at her words. I don’t feel self-conscious about my body. I am curvy but it works for me, and I like the way I look. It’s the threat of hurting them that frightens me. I’m falling for these men. Each day they steal a little bit more of my heart and I can’t imagine what it would be like to be without them, both of them.
The sharp snap of a stall door hitting the wall makes me jump.
“Y’all need to shut the hell up.” A stern voice says. How many people are in this damn bathroom? I swear it was empty when I came in, but I guess there was a person in one of the stalls.
“Oh Penny, I didn’t know you were here. How are you? How are your kids?” The woman with a lower voice asks. It’s clear she’s embarrassed that they were overheard gossiping.
“Look Tammy,”
“It’s Tania actually.”
“Sorry, Tania and all you other mean girls, we’re a family. If you’re going to last around here, you need to learn that we support each other. What Clarke and Hartwell do in their personal lives is their damn business. Got it?” Her voice is sharp, and she turns on the taps to wash her hands.
“You can’t pretend this isn’t going to be a shit show.”
“Kaitlyn, right?” Penny asks in a patronizing tone. “Look, you’ve been with what, three players? You’re not going to get it, so I’m not going to waste my breath. As far as I’m concerned, y’all need to keep your traps shut and focus on your own lives. Got it?”
The other women make a variety of noises in assent and hurry out of the bathroom, the noise from their heels echoing on the walls.
“Libby?” Penny calls and I swallow thickly. It’s clear she’s a wife and probably for a popular player based on the way the other women acted around her. I pull on my big girl pants and open the stall door.
Penny’s tiny, maybe 5’1, and gorgeous with big blue eyes and long blonde hair. She’s older than me but her eyes look kind.
“Are you okay?” she asks, looking concerned.
I nod. “Thanks for what you said there. I know it’s unusual and –”
Penny holds a hand up in the air to stop me. “Girl, love is love. If those guys didn’t feel something for you, you wouldn’t be here, and they wouldn’t have asked the guys to put in a good word with the WAGs.”
I release a shaky breath and try to smile.
