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And just like that, my chill evaporated. “Why?”
“She’s good, man. She did me a solid in the locker room after the game, and I forgot to get her number.”
My hands clenched the controller, and my gaze grew blurry with rage.What kind of solid was he talking about? “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Before I knew it, his team had scored a touchdown, and people around us were cheering. At this point, I didn’t give a fuck about the game. I was trying to keep myself from flying at him and choking his ass out for mentioningher.
“You know who Natalie is, right? The trainer on our team,” he said, obviously thinking I wasn’t following this conversation. On-screen, my player fumbled the damn ball, and his team recovered. “Yes!” he shouted.
I sat fuming, trying to keep myself in check while he said, “She helped me work out the soreness in my calves and said she had some exercises that would help me.”
Jesus Christ, Axel, get yourself together. I couldn’t lose my shit every time someone mentioned her name. I was gonna lose my mind, and I didn’t understand why I cared so much. I didn’t have any interest in her in that way, so why should I bother with what anyone else thought? “I don’t have her number,” I growled out, sounding like a fucking loser.
Yeah, she still hadn’t given me her damn number. Fuck, I’d thought about contacting her on social media, but all of her accounts were set to private, and I wasn’t that damn desperate to send a fucking friend request, no matter how badly I wanted it. People came to me. Not the other way around.
I was so in my head that Lomas’s team scored another touchdown. “Looks like this game is a tale of two halves, huh?” Trey looked as content as a greedy cat. If I were even half as emotional as my roommates, this fucker would be in a hospital on life support.
“Just shut up and play. And find another damn trainer.” My team had the ball with a minute left on the screen. I was ready for this game to be over.
“I don’t want another trainer. I want her. She’s kind of fucking hot, too.” I misplayed the ball, and his defense intercepted and went down to score. Game over. I checked myself before I threw the remote through the eighty-inch flat-screen in front of me. I swear to God… if he said one more fucking thing about her…
“Looks like you got schooled.” Trey reached out and grasped the pile of cash on the console in front of us. I flattened my lips and gripped the edge of my seat. I hated to fucking lose. I hated hearing this joker talk about Natalie. However, I wouldn’t lose control. I never did, and I wouldn’t now. I’d been trained to keep my emotions in check and channel my anger into something productive. Like winning.
Someone patted my shoulder, and a shot glass was pressed into my hand. I glanced up to see Jeanette in my face. She had a fake pout on her overly cushioned lips. “I’m so sad you lost,” she drawled. “So, I thought you might need this.”
This was a recipe for disaster. But I wasn’t going to let it bother me anymore. Fuck it. I downed it. “Get me another,” I ordered, shoving her off as she giggled in glee. Let her have her stupid moment. I still had business to take care of.
Trey was pocketing his money. I held out my hand, stopping him before he walked away. “You don’t really think you can initiate a challenge before giving me a chance to redeem myself, do you? That’s not how this works. Best two out of three.”
He paused, looking a little unsure, before he shrugged carelessly. “Sure.” He sat back down. “Double or nothing?”
I pffted. “That’s child’s play. Five grand.”
“Five grand?”
“Did I stutter? When you come up here acting like you’re the big dog, you better be able to keep up with the pack.” I knew I was being an asshole, but I couldn’t let it go. Everything I did was premeditated and planned out, but not tonight. Tonight, I was freestyling, going on instinct. Soon, Jeanette was back with another shot, settling beside me.
“You already lost.”
“Did I? You fucking cheated.” I knew my reasoning was faulty. I was the one who got distracted.
“How did I cheat?”
I shook my head, ignoring the question because any rebuttal I had would sound stupid. “Here’s the deal. We’ll play two more games. If you win just one of those, you win the money. If you win both, then I’ll double your money.”
He raised his brows. “You serious, man?”
“Do I look like a liar?” Fuck. I was a player and a liar, but this fucker wouldn’t win another game.
Trey spread his hand out in front of us. “Let’s do this.”
I smiled like a wolf. “All right, then.”
Natalie
“How did I let you talk me into this?” I scowled at Lizzie. “Remember the last time you coaxed me to go out?”
“Yeah, but you needed to get out and have fun. Don’t you remember telling me how you wanted to live a little this semester?” My friend flipped her black silk hair over her shoulder and shifted the bodice of her top, plumping up her boobs.
