Page 123 of Lucky Laces
“—What I wouldn’t do to have a go at making her forget herself.”
“Not cool, man,” Rhodes mutters.
“What’snot cool,” Pat says, “is Huddy tapping that ass of hers and not sharing all the sexy, behind the scenes details.”
Motherfucker.
I open my mouth, but King’s suddenly at my side and he shoves Pat, sending him skittering back several paces.“You’re not funny, dumbass.And no one wants to listen to your bullshit, so keep your thoughts to yourself.”He settles a hand on my shoulder, glances down at me and I don’t miss the message in his eyes.
Keep cool.
Don’t get sucked into Pat’s special brand of asshole.
I grind my teeth together and nod.
Pat rights himself, seemingly nonplussed about the push.Instead, he smirks at me and taps a finger against his bottom lip.“Or maybe I’d rather lay back and let her boss me around like she does on the ice while she rides my cock.”
Right.
And now I’m going tokillthis motherfucker.
I brush off King’s hand—or maybe he’s so pissed that he releases me and shoves me forward.Either way, I take a step toward Pat, hands clenching into fists at my sides, my eyes narrowing, retort bubbling up.
Before it can escape, I pause, claw at the edges of my control.
Because I don’t want to make trouble for DeeDee.
I inhale deeply.Then exhale.
“Cat got your tongue?”he asks with that ever-present smirk.
God, he’s such a fucking asshole.A poison on the roster, one that slowly eats away at all the good, erodes the camaraderie and teamwork.
“Or maybe you were too busy using it last night.”
Red hazes my vision.
“Fuck.Off,” West snaps.
“Fuck her,” Pat says.“I think that’s what you me.Because we all want to.”
I growl softly.
“Huddy,” Rome warns quietly.
I grit my teeth together so tightly a bolt of pain shoots through my jaw.
Because I know what my captain is reminding me of.
Yes, Pat is head asshole, and he deserves to have his ass handed to him but?—
Christ.
I can’t to start a fight in the locker room, can’t create even more of a mess for DeeDee to clean up when she’ll already have enough to deal with when our relationship goes public.
Ormorepublic.
I keep grinding my teeth together and this time I pair it with turning on my heel and moving to my stall.
