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“Old, my ass. I’m only two years older!”
“So, if we were having sex, you’d be a cougar.”
“Hardly.” She scoffs. “Although, I have to say, I don’t think I’d hook up with someone years younger than me. That’s weird.”
“I might be younger, but I come with lots and lots of experience.” I wink. “Trust me, I’m no rookie.”
“I’ll bet.” She groans, shaking her head. “More rubbing, less talking about your sex life.”
“I don’t have a sex life. I’m a—”
“Clean man. Nun. Reborn virgin. Celibate,” she cuts me off. “Yeah, so you’ve mentioned. For this foot rub, I suppose I owe you something.”
My dick jolts as I imagine her paying me back by rubbing my cock. But she smirks.
“Pancakes for lunch. Because that’s all I know how to cook.”
“Youreallywould suck at the whole wife thing, huh?”
“You have no idea.” She giggles.
The fact that she isn’t looking for the same things most women are makes me more intrigued by her. She’s a wildflower. One who can’t be persuaded to have the same dream as others do. And that’s a refreshing thing to find.
“Dude, where in the fuck have you been all day?” Link says in the locker room as we get ready for practice.
“Just out and about, nosy pants.” I lace up my skates. “Who wants to be in the grump-partment with you and Tate?”
He eyes me over. “You’ve got you a woman. Sneaky Pete.”
“Maybe he had another photo shoot.” Hunter Thompson,my teammate, puts a foot up on the bench and puts his finger on his lips, like he’s posing. “Showing off them nut crunchers.”
“I saw the pictures on Instagram,” Cade says, closing his locker. “Dude, you are one lucky motherfucker to pose with that chick. I’ve seen her at the bar. Hotter than the hinges of hell.”
I try to seem unaffected. Not wanting to make it obvious to my friends that I’ve been hanging out with the chick from the photo shoot, but my fists clench involuntarily at my sides.
“Once again, they are not nut crunchers. My nuts are not crunched, I’m telling you,” Cam says, resting his elbow against my shoulder. “Told you once, I’ll tell you again…best underwear you ever did have. My boy here did me a favor by taking this gig.”
“Still wouldn’t know,” Link grumbles.
“Sorry, Linky. I keep forgetting.” I stand. “Let’s go, fellas. The sooner we get out there, the sooner…” I pause, laughing. “Nah, who am I kidding? LaConte is gonna keep us here as long as he can, no matter what.”
As we file out of the locker room, Cam nudges the back of my leg with his stick. “Psst, when are you going to tell me who this chick is you’ve been spending all your time with?”
“Says the dude who was secretly bumpin’ uglies with the coach’s daughter,” I say, followed by a cough. “Those in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. And you, motherfucker, are straight out of a glass castle.”
“I mean, that was a matter of LaConte cutting my dick off or not. I really couldn’t tell anyone,” he mutters. “I’ll find out eventually, asshole.”
“No doubt.” I shrug.
It’s not like I’m hiding the fact that I’m hanging out with Bria because I’m embarrassed. It’s nothing like that. But my friends won’t believe me when I say we’re just friends. And they’ll want to make it into something it isn’t. It’s easier this way.
All I know is, for the first time in my life, I feel like I have someone who knows what it’s like to go through hell and live to tell the tale. And somehow, that makes everything seem better.
10
Bria
It’s a perfect day. The sun is shining. I have the next two days off from school, and I found out Brody has no practice tomorrow. Which means Operation Give Brody the Best Day Ever is underway.
