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I don’t know why it annoys me. She can dress however she wants. This feels awfully similar to herFollowerslive cam from the other day, purposefully baiting me and trying to make me jealous.That still pisses me off.
I make my way to the team’s corner and choose a spot with them that keeps Freya in my line of sight.Why do I keep doing this?Brit’s forehead wrinkles, he’s in a deep conversation with Sully, only pausing long enough to hand me a beer, but that’s about it. The rest of the seats are loaded with players and bunnies. No surprise, Banks is enjoying two women in his lap, while Barrett seems like he’d rather be anywhere else. I take a swig of beer and join in the conversation about how well we did in the last few games and a couple of bad calls made by the ref.
Banks whispers to one of the women on his lap and points at me, and before long, the bunny straddling his left thigh comes over and sits on mine.
“You looked lonely over here by yourself,” she coos.
She’s attractive,very attractive.But still, my gaze stays locked on Freya. When she makes eye contact and notices the woman with me, she scoffs and shakes her head before looking away—jealousy.It’s kinda sexy. And the perfect opportunity for a little payback.
“Yeah, I could use a friend.” I put my arm around her waist and pull my eyes from the woman I really want. “What’s your name?”
“Reese.”
“Well, what a coincidence, I’m also Rhys.”
“I know.” She has a sinister smile. “You’re number five, right?”
I nod, and we make small talk. Every now and then I glance up and Freya is checking on me and the woman seated on my leg. I stealthily slide my phone from my back pocket and text her.
Me: How’s your night going?
Freya: It’s great, getting lots of tips.
No shit, with her ass looking the way it does in that skirt. Everyone with a front row seat is drooling all over the bar.
Freya: Happy to see you’re making new friends. ??
Her attempt at being flippant bombs horribly.Payback’s a bitch.
Me: Her name is Reese, isn’t that funny?
Freya: Hilarious.
Me: Want me to introduce you?
Freya: No thanks.
Me: Why? She’s funny and a very pretty girl. I’m kinda into her.
Freya: Good for you.
Me: Wait, you’re not jealous are you?
Freya: No. I think it’s a little strange that you asked me out on a date, but now you’re telling me you’re ‘into’ someone else. Generally, it’s not wise to flaunt other women around the person you’re interested in.
Me: I don’t remember saying I was interested in you. I didn’t ask you on a date, I won a bet.
Freya: Message received. I can’t text while I’m working.
Me: Do you remember talking to me about boundaries and consequences?
Freya: Yes.
Me: The lingerie I bought for you was for you. I asked you not to wear it in front of other men or women. That was a boundary.
Me: It made me jealous. Seeing me with Reese tonight, is the consequence you face for not respecting my boundary. You disobeyed me.
She looks up at me, and I sink my hand into Reese’s hair, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck while I lock eyes with Freya. The woman puts her arms around me while she continues her conversation with some of the other women nearby. Freya laughs, but it doesn’t appear genuine. She peers down at her phone and the three little dots blink along the bottom of my screen. My heart rate picks up. I move my phone to my other hand so I can continue my text conversation behind Reese’s back. Literally.
