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Her hands held onto my sides and she bit her lip. “I would feel bad for poking you with my sharp elbows, but I’m only just now able to walk without the ladies at Jolly Pines pointing and laughing at me.”
My grin was wicked and instant. “That must mean you’re ready for another night with all three of us.”
She shrugged coyly. “Kitty says if I do it more often, I’ll get used to it and I won’t walk like that every time. Just the really vigorous times.”
I rolled off her and laid flat on my back. “Boner killer.”
She cackled and flopped on top of me. Slapping the ground three times, she jumped up and cheered. “I pinned the mighty Andrew Walker!”
Jesse was stretched out on top of Jack and Caleb. “Count, Mom!”
I laughed as they both pretended to try to get out from under him but failed each time. Olive counted to three and then scooped Jesse up and ran in a circle with him giggling like mad.
“The Oakley’s can’t be stopped! Who else wants a piece of this? We can take anyone down!” Olive threw her head back and delivered a dramatic laugh that could’ve won her a spot as a Marvel villain.
All her running in circles caught up with her and she tripped over her own feet and toppled over. She managed to keep Jesse off the ground until he jumped out of her arms and laid out next to Caleb. Olive stretched out in the grass and laughed quietly.
I crawled over to look down at her. “What’s so funny?”
She reached up and traced the lines of my face with the tip of her finger. “I’ve never been so happy in my whole life.”
I kissed her fingertip and nodded. “It’s the same for me, Olive. I-”
“Andrew!”
I looked up and saw one of our teammates, Danny, jogging over to me. The look on his face sent a spike of worry through me and I jumped to my feet to meet him halfway. “What’s up, Danny?”
“I’m assuming you weren’t included in the mass text that just went out. I thought you should see it.” He passed me his phone and shifted from foot to foot. “I’m sorry, man. That shit isn’t okay. Taylor’s taking this too far.”
As I read the message, my blood heated and I felt my scalp tingle with unbridled rage. Just under the block of text was a picture of Olive’s smiling face with a shakily written word over her forehead.Whore.
“What’s wrong, Andrew?” Olive looked around my arm to see the phone but I pushed it back to Danny, not wanting her to see it.
“Thanks for letting me know.”
Danny rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “I don’t know how many people got it but it looks like a lot, man.”
“What is it, Andrew?” Olive’s voice was strained and I hated that what I was going to say would just make it worse.
“She finds out from you or from everyone on campus who got the message, man. I’m just saying. If this was happening with my girl, I wouldn’t want her finding out on the street.” Danny offered his phone back to me and walked away a few feet when I took it.
“You’re scaring me. What is it?”
“Taylor sent out a mass message. It’s not from his number but it’s fucking clear it’s him.” I gritted my teeth and handed her the phone. “We’ll take care of it, Olive. Somehow.”
Jack walked up and looked from the phone to me and then back to the phone. “What is it?”
Olive’s voice was pure steel as she read the message out loud. “Have you ever wondered what the perfect whore looked like? Look no more. This is Olive Ruth Oakley. She’s an education major on our campus and the picture of purity. When she isn’t flirting with professors on campus she’s currently fucking three of our top footballers. What makes her the perfect whore? If you’re seen in public with her, no one would guess that she’s been come in more times than a sperm bank.”
“Stop.” Jack growled and reached for the phone but Olive twisted away from him.
“It does make me wonder where she puts her son when she’s spreading her legs all over the place. The poor boy has probably seen things that’ll turn him into Norman Bates in the future. A teen mom at fifteen, Olive proves that sometimes whores are born and not made. To our footballers, I’d recommend stopping the train and heading to the doctor for a few tests.” Olive snorted. “And then there’s a picture of me with the word whore over my face. It’s a good picture of me, though.”
Jack took the phone and threw it to Danny. “Olive. This is not okay. We need to go to the police and file a report. Maybe there’s a way to trace the message.”
She smiled and bent down to pick up Jesse as he ran to her. “I’ve been through this before. They won’t do anything. It’s best to just ignore it.”
Caleb looked at us and frowned. “What’d I miss?”
