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Cuba
Cam is begging me to punch him in his mouth. It’s been a week since Bliss and I started sleeping together. It’s been fucking amazing, who knew my little tutor is such a freak. She’s classy as fuck but when she’s in my bed, she’s a vixen, my sexy little vixen. Thinking about her makes me a little annoyed since I won’t get to see her tonight. Her and India are having some kind of chick night. Maybe I can convince her to come over after.
“So, are you not going to tell me?” Cam throws my hat at me.
The hat that I didn’t notice it missing all week and, because Jackson used to steal my hats, all of them have my name inside. I thought I cleaned the locker room after our little fuck session, but apparently not, because Cam is holding the ripped, black thong in his hand, twirling it around his finger.
Snatching the fabric from him, I push his shoulder. “There’s nothing to tell,” I snap. “Since when did you turn into a bitch and want to gossip?”
Cam flips me off. “Fuck you.” He takes a gulp of his beer. “You fucked a girl in the locker room, against your locker, you broke it by the way, it won’t shut.”
I just smile.
It’s Saturday night and we’re back at Dixie’s waiting on Ash to show. I’d rather be at home with Bliss’s mouth wrapped around my dick, but thanks to India, that won’t be happening.
“Do I know her?” Cam tries.
“Let it go, I’m not telling.” I take a sip of my beer.
He glares at me and takes a bite of his hot wing. “Anyways, is your tutor single? I saw her the other day, and… damn.”
My grip around my beer tightens. “Don’t fucking worry about her.”
Cam laughs, shaking his head. “Because you’re fucking her,” he accuses. “Those her sexy little panties?”
“Cam, shut the fuck up before I break your jaw.” I’m done with this conversation.
He holds his hands up. “My bad, C.”
Cam changes the subject and we rack up some balls. Dixie’s is packed again, seems like this is going to be the hot spot this year. Girls are already making their way around us, and Cam is giving them his panty dropping smile. As for me, they don’t exist. I know Bliss and I aren’t dating, but we made a deal that while we are involved we won’t sleep around, not that she has to worry, she’s the only girl that makes my dick alert anyway.
One more week and we walk away. She hasn’t brought up my past, hasn’t asked any more questions, and I’m thankful, because being with her makes me calm… if just for a while. I don’t want to think with her, I just want feel. Bliss is perfect, and if things were different, maybe I could see us being something more, maybe I could have been the man that deserves her.
I shake the thought from my head, no point in even going there. I knew I would have to walk away the moment I slid into her, the moment she moaned my name, I knew.
“So, have you given coming back anymore thought?”
I damn near miss my pocket. “No,” I lie, looking for my next shot.
Truth is, I actually have been thinking about it, not overthinking, but it has crossed my mind more than a few times this week. Seeing my locker sparked something in me, making me feel like I need to come back, I need to finish this. I haven’t been able to shake the feeling. After this week, after I stop this thing with Bliss, I plan on talking to coach whether I come back or not. I feel like I owe him, scratch that, I owe my team an apology.
“Hope you reconsider, bro. We miss you.”
I don’t reply to Cam. If I’m being honest, I kind of miss them too. The more time I spend with Bliss, the more I feel normal.
Ash shows up a few minutes later, his man bun is gone, and his dirty blond hair is cropped on the sides, a little longer on top. His eyes are red and he’s sporting a frown like he was born with it.
“What crawled up your ass?” Cam asks. “And what happened to your hair?”
Ash grabs my beer and downs it. Okay, I really didn’t want it anyway.
“Should we order another round?” I ask, looking around then back to Ash. “You okay?”
He shakes his head. “Man, these girls aren’t loyal.” He laughs bitterly. “Give them your heart and soul, and they want more, so they go get more.”
I shoot Cam a look and mouth “What the fuck?” He shakes his head and shrugs.
Ash motions the waitress for a round. “I need to get drunk and fuck something. In that order.”
