Page 61 of The Plan

“Just give me the key, Sire.”

And just like that, we’re back to cold. Fine. “If I give you this card, are you going to go up to his room and let him fuck you?” My voice is laced with more bitterness than I intended, and a sinister smile slowly grows on her face. She gives a light chuckle as she studies me.

“Yup.” She pops the P, and I immediately fling the card into the pool. Her head turns to where it lands, right in the middle of the deep end. I smirk as I watch it sink to the bottom of the pool.

She turns back to me, her mouth a gape. “Wow, that was very mature of you, Sire.”

“You’re so damn thirsty for him, go ahead and swim for it.” Her eyes light up as if she just got an idea. She shrugs hershoulders, then reaches behind her back, and I hear her zipper opening.

I keep my eyes focused on hers as her dress drops to her feet. Not seeing any bra straps in my peripheral, my eyes cast down her body, and she’s, of course, naked. I lightly laugh and look off to the side, fighting the urge to keep my eyes on her.

I turn my head to the pool at the sound of the water splashing.That little shit is actually swimming for the damn key card. It only takes her two tries to dive all the way down twelve feet to retrieve the card.

I watch as she puts the card between her teeth and swims toward the stairs. I keep my eyes trained on hers as she makes her way back to me. She doesn’t stop to pick up her dress and walks right past me.I think the fuck not.I quickly turn to grab her waist and cover her from anyone who could be looking out from inside the bar. “Do not play with me, Vidia.” I keep my eyes locked on hers.

She’s fighting back a laugh as she steps into her red dress and pulls it back up. She turns around and says, “Zip me up.” I start zipping the dress up just a bit but stop.

“You’ll put your pride aside and talk to me whenever anything Serenity or your dad-related is bothering you.”

She turns her head to the side and rings out her hair. “This isn’t our college days. I’m not going to turn to you whenever I’m upset.”

“I wasn’t asking.” I know her. I know she wants to talk about it, and if I can ask her for help when it’s about my addiction, then she can do this.

She lightly shakes her head, but I can see a smile on the side of her face. I finish zipping her up, and when she turns to walk away, I snatch the key card from her hand and throw it back into the pool. Before she gets a chance to argue, I put my hand on her waist, pushing her forward.

“Walk. Now.”

She smirks, and as we walk back inside, I hear her mumble, “Jellybean.”I’m not jealous.

Chapter Fourteen

Sire

Damn, this winning streak feelsgood.” I crack a smile at how happy August sounds, but I’m also pretty excited. We’ve won all of the seven games we’ve played so far, and today, we literally just spanked the Blue Jays. Today's win feels even better because they were talking so much shit about beating us.

“Maybe you guys have a lucky charm.”

I look over at Vidia. I always called her our lucky charm, and maybe it’s in my head, but it’s almost like she’s trying not to look at me after saying that. We walk into the juice bar after August, and a few people quickly rush to us. We're still in our uniforms, so people recognize us ten times easier. A little boy, maybe nine or ten in my jersey number, reaches us first.

“Hi. Oh my god, I can’t believe it’s really you. You did so good today, like really good.” I chuckle at how nervous he seems. I like it when fans notice me, but I love it when it’s kids. It makes me feel like I’m inspiring them or something.

“Hey, kid, I appreciate you coming to watch the game. Did you want me to sign that?” I point at the baseball and pen he’s holding, and he nods quickly before handing it to me.

“What's your name?” He tells me his name, and I sign his ball and make it out to him. When I hand it back, he gasps like he can’t believe I just did that, then thanks me and runs back to his parents.

August is taking a picture with two little boys, and before I walk away, they call me into the picture. “Are you two really brothers?” I look down at the kid and give him a nod. He looks between August and I in disbelief.

The older kid turns his head to the side like he’s confused. “Does it get annoying having to play with your brother? Because my brother annoys me when we play sometimes.” The younger one, who I'm assuming is his brother, elbows him in the stomach.

August and I break into a laugh. My favorite part about meeting a bunch of kids is how opinionated they are. “Yeah, it gets annoying,” I admit.

August turns his head to me like he wasn’t expecting that answer. “So then we’ll kick you off the team.”

I playfully shove him, and the little boys throw their heads back laughing, and then the older one objects. “No, don't kick him off. You need each other to win. You two are the best duo.” August and I give each other a smile and then finish taking the picture.

After maybe ten minutes of talking to more fans, taking pictures, and signing things, we walk over to the girls, and I force myself not to look at Vidia.

They ordered our smoothies for us, and I’m about to take a sip of mine when I notice Vidia looking at her piña colada like it has live bugs in it. She’s so dramatic.

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