Page 6 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
I laughed. "How about a nice romantic dinner instead?"
"What, are you worried Kristen is going to tattle on you? You wouldn't do that, would you, Kristen?"
"Tattle on her for what? I have no idea what you're talking about." Kristen winked at us and went back into the locker room. She may have hated Chris, but she hated cock-blocking even more.
Chris turned to me and raised one of his eyebrows. "So what do you say?"
I was torn. On one hand, I knew that Coach would bench me if I had sex and she found out about it, which she had an uncannyability to do. Nina, one of our best servers, would angrily attest to that as she watched our first four games from the bench. But I was also ridiculously horny. I wanted so badly to say yes. I wanted to jump on Chris and kiss him and fuck him right there in the locker room.Shit! My phone is still in the men's locker room."Let's just see what happens. I'll meet you in the village square at six." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then disappeared into the locker room.
I immediately ran over to Kristen.
"Sounds like you're in for a fun night," she said. "He's going to be so thrilled when you tell him you want to do it in public."
"What?!"
"You know, because you lost the bet. Don't think I stopped counting after you ran ahead."
"Oh God, I never agreed to that. And anyway, I didn't see any more couples banging on the way here, so really you're the one who has to have sex in public."
"Don't give me that. There were at least three or four more couples banging."
I shook my head. "Not that I saw. So who are you going to bang? Some rando?"
Kristen laughed. "No one, since I didn't lose. Believe me, if I lost, I'd happily admit it. I would love an excuse to bang some hot athlete."
"Do you have video evidence of these people you claim you saw?" I asked. "Pics or it didn't happen."
"No. What kind of pervert do you think I am?" Kristen put her hand over her mouth to pretend to be shocked that I would think such a thing about her.
I shrugged. "Sorry, I win. I'll tell you what though, I'll let you off the hook with the whole public sex thing. Just go into the men's locker room and get my phone and we'll be even."
Kristen scrunched her mouth to the side to make it look like she was actually considering not doing it. "If you insist, I guess I have no choice. How far did you get before you dropped it?"
"I can't remember."
"Oh right, you were too busy ripping some guy's towel off."
"I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Suuure. Alright, let's get your phone back."
I followed Kristen to the entrance to the men's locker room. She opened the door and pushed me in.
"Hey!" I screamed.
She kept pushing me farther into the locker room. "If I'm going in, you're coming with me."
Oh God.I tried to spin around to get past her and escape, but I didn't stand a chance. She was an outside hitter and I was alibero, which meant she was super tall and I wasn't. She kept pushing me until a group of half naked guys came into view. Some of them were in their underwear. A few of them had towels wrapped around their waists. They all had ridiculously sculpted muscles. It was like I had walked into a museum filled with Greek statues that had all come to life.
"Hey guys," said Kristen, as if it was totally normal for us to be there.How can she be so confident just walking in here like this?I wished I had even half her confidence.
Everyone in the locker room turned to look at us. Half of them tried to cover up, while the other half didn't even seem to be phased.
"Alina was in here earlier and dropped her phone. Have any of you seen it?"
One of the guys wearing only a towel looked at me. "So you're the hot girl Bryce was talking about at practice today, huh?"
"Where is he now?" asked Kristen.
