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“Are you fucking kidding me?!” The words burst from my lips.
Everyone turns. Including Nadia.
Her eyes widen, looking frantic and panic-stricken. “Harry!” she calls out to me.
But I don’t stick around to hear what she has to say. I’ve heard all I need to hear.
I turn suddenly and crash right into a waitress who subsequently drops her full tray of drinks. Glass shatters. Beers splash. The waitress shrieks. Hell, it’s probably my brother’s drinks that I’m wearing all over my shoes right now. That’d be just my luck.
“Shit! Sorry…Fuck.” I dig into my pocket and shove a wad of cash into the woman’s hands, not even checking to see how much money I’m handing her. “Just sorry.”
From the back corner of the bar, I see the guys rise, alarmed. They’re calling my name.
Nah. Not now. I’ll explain some other time.
I just need to get the fuck out of here.
I make it halfway across the parking lot before I hear her yelling my name.Fuck, when did she get so fast?
I ignore her, headed for my car. I pull on the roots of my hair, too mad to think straight.
“Harry! Wait!” Her heels clack hurriedly in my direction. “Harry! Please. It wasn’t how it looked!”
I spin, finding her just a few feet away. No coat. No hat. No gloves. Just desperation.
“So you weren’t in there talking to your boss about trading me?” I bark at her. Snowflakes pummel my face, melting and streaking down my blazing skin.
“I…yes. But I was trying to talk him out of it. I’ve been looking for loopholes in your contract. Trying to save you from being traded. I just didn’t know—”
“I thought you and me were a team!” I seethe in her face. I’ve never felt more betrayed than I do right now. “You and me, Nadia! We’re married, for fuck’s sake. We’re supposed to be a team. I gave you my…”
Virginity. If that even meant anything.
“Married…?” I hear someone echo the word.
I look up to find a frowning and confused Liam closing in on us.
Nadia’s pleading eyes dart from her boss to me and back again, her mouth moving wordlessly as tears spill down her face.
And fuck the piece of me that wants to stop everything and wipe those tears away. The part of me that wants to ball her up in my jacket and shield her against the cold.
Because my wife has been colluding with the asshole who’s planning to fire me. If that’s not a breach of trust, I don’t know what is.
I yank open my car door. “You know what? If you wanna start some legal shit, why don’t you go right ahead.”
“Harry, please…” Her back shakes as she stands under the heavy snowflakes plummeting from the sky.
“You were right. All along. Turns out that annulment wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all.” I sink behind the wheel. “Tell your lawyer to send over that paperwork. I’ll sign whatever. I’m done.”
“Harry!” The shrill sound of her plea filters through the windows. Drills through my bones. Knifes me in my soul.
But I start my engine and take off.
So much for football and marriage.
Fuck. My. Life.
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