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Once I get to the top floor and make my way down the long hall, I knock on the door since he never gave me a keycard.I’m usually with him when I come here, so I haven’t needed one.When I get no answer, I knock again, frowning leg shaking nervously.Whoa… did something really happen to him?

I clutch my stomach, feeling queasy when I suddenly hear the door unlock electronically and the doorknob turn. I let out a sigh of relief, ready to jump in my baby’s arms, but pause when I see the maid who burst in and practically threw me out this morning.

“May I help you?”

“No, but my man can. Where is Frank?” I try to get in, but she blocks my way.

“Lord Metchie is indisposed and isn’t accepting company,” she states nastily as if I’m some piece of ass that Frank uses to get off and be disposed of.

“Excuse you, lady! I live here and you have no idea what gas you’re throwing on the fire. My man don’t play when it comes to me, so you either move o?—”

“Show me your keycard,” she states, taking me aback.

“Excuse me?”

“I. Said. Show. Me. Your. Key. Card,” she enunciates every word smugly, crossing her hands on her big ass chest.

“I don’t have one yet, bu?—”

“Then what you have stated is a lie. Lord Metchie would never settle into a relationship with the likes ofyou,” she curls her lip, and I have never been so insulted. “You are nothing, just like the rest of them. Now see yourself out before I remove you,” she sneers and before I can say anything else, she slams the door in my face.

I go to knock again, but my phone rings, stopping me when I see Duval’s name. I grit my teeth, hating that he has my number, but Coach makes his top players exchange contact information in case of an emergency. He’s big on creating community and a team atmosphere, but even if he’s helping me, he’s the last bastard I want showing up on my cracked screen.

When it continues to ring, I pick up.

“What?!” I seethe.

“We have to go. Coach just texted me. We’re the last ones to show up,” he tells me, and I chew my lip.Shit!

“Okay… I’ll be down,” I hang up, looking at the door one last time before heading off.Fuck… he’s going to have to fire that bitch. Expeditiously!

Chapter 24

Courage to Ask

JESSICA

Itake a break from the walkthrough, unstrapping my helmet and snatching up my phone, checking my messages, but still nothing. This is weird. At this point, I’m not even worried about the bitch who kicked me out. I’m worried about Frank. He’s not the type to ignore me like this.

Groaning, I chew my lip to the point it cracks, making me wince.Shit.I just have bad luck lately.

Sighing, I quickly swipe to open my email and type in Frank’s email, attach the e-ticket I’d purchased for him, and do the thing I’ve been so nervous about.

Hey baby,

I hope you’re feeling better. I came by your place, but your staff wouldn’t let me see you. FYI, she needs to be fired! Immediately! Anyway, I’m attaching a ticket to my game tomorrow. If youhave time and aren’t feeling too bad, I would really love it if you

“Hurts, back on the field!” I hear Coach call out.Damn… is break over already?

can make it. You’ll be sitting right in the front next to my best friend Faythe who’ll be FaceTiming with Bebe, my other best friend the entire game but she’s in Georgia and can’t make it. My parents aren’t coming and even though Faythe is coming, it would make my day to see you there.

I miss you… I love you.

Yours,

Mrs. Metchie

My hand hovers over the send button, heart knocking so fucking hard I feel like I’m going to be sick. I read the three words I’ve never said to a man and go to bite my lip again, but I wince, forgetting I cracked it.

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