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“Actually, I don’t blame them. I would’ve probably kept your fine ass locked up in the house, too. Saved you all for myself.” He flashed his perfectly straight white teeth as he chewed.
“That’s somewhat disturbing.”
“Nah, someone needed to keep you out of trouble.”
And this time, I did roll my eyes. “Like I said. You’re the one who’s trouble.”
He grinned. “It’s okay. You’re such a good girl that a little trouble in your life is not gonna hurt you. It could only give you character.”
Axel
“Damn, you’re such a show-off,” Nick teased after watching me squat 500 pounds. We were in the weight room, working out and preparing for the NFL combine in a few weeks.
“Just a typical Tuesday for me.” I grabbed a towel and wiped off my face.
“Spot me on the bench.” He strolled over to one of the weight benches and dropped down while I hovered behind him.
“You got something you want to tell us?” Roman called out across the room and leaned over, depositing the kettlebell he’d been using back on its shelf.
“You mean besides him announcing he’s a douche?” Dmitri piped in, sitting on another bench nearby, looking at his phone.
“Did you come here to work out or text your girlfriend like a desperate pussy?” I called back. I swear that fucker couldn’t be apart from Sorina for more than an hour as of late.
“Shut up,” Dmitri grumbled in a monotone voice, never looking up from his cell.
Roman peered over D’s shoulder with brows raised. “You’re looking at baby furniture?”
“Yeah. If you haven’t noticed, we’re going to have a baby soon, and we need to be prepared.”
“It’s five months away.”
“Never can prepare soon enough,” he said, still scrolling through his phone.
Roman shrugged and straightened with his hands on his hips, directing his gaze at me. “Theo said she saw you leaving Duffy’s yesterday with a girl.”
“Is she keeping tabs on me?” I checked on Nick, who was speed-pressing 250 pounds like a champ. I drew my attention back to Roman. “Maybe you’re the one who should be concerned.”
He smiled, but it wasn’t friendly. “Don’t piss me off by deflecting with your bullshit, Axel.”
“Deflect?” Lately, Roman felt like it was his right to know everything going on among us. Basically, he was like an annoying parent. “Am I not allowed to have lunch with a friend?” I asked innocently, “Are you jealous I didn’t ask you?”
“You don’t ever take anyone to lunch. Sounds kind of like you were on a date.”
I laughed. This joker. “And?”
“Axe… you spotting me or trying to let me die?” Nick wheezed beneath me, struggling with the bar at his neck, and his face was strained and red.Oh, shit! I quickly reached down and helped him bring the bar up, setting it on the rack.
“So, was it a date?” Roman persisted. “Because you don’t date, do you?”
This was pointless, but I’d humor him. “Nah. I don’t date.”
“I didn’t think so.” He looked like he was about to roll his eyes. Why in the hell were we having this conversation?
Nick sat up and swiped his face, breathing heavily for several moments and gathering himself. “Fuck it. Let’s grab something to eat. I’m hungry.”
I cracked a grin. Nick was already failing with his commitment to intermittent fasting. I knew it wouldn’t last. I patted him on the shoulder. “There’s always tomorrow, little buddy.” I motioned with my finger. “Let’s go, then.” I started off, with Nick and the guys trailing behind me.
We ended up going to one of the sandwich delis on campus. As usual, it was packed with students. There were also a lot of our team members there. Everyone needed to get their sandwich on today, apparently.
