Page 10 of Crash and Burn
Ruger walks over to me. “How’s it goin’, Ras?”
“Not too bad. You?”
“It’s always nice being back here,” he says.
“I don’t know how y’all stay out on the road for so long. I couldn’t do it,” I admit.
“It’s tough sometimes, but we make due. I gotta ask, is there something goin’ on with you and Marley?”
“What? Hell no. Why would you ask that?”
Ruger laughs. “No reason.”
“Are you interested in her,” I ask. If he’s interested in her, I’ll back off.
“Interested in gettin’ a piece.” He gives a sly smirk.
I chuckle. “Good luck with that.”
I leave the main room and head straight for the gym. If I can’t fuck her out of my system, surely a couple hours in the gym will help. In the locker room, I change into some work out clothes and grab my Bluetooth headphones, popping them in my ears.
I warm up on the treadmill for thirty minutes before I jump in on the punching bag, hitting it until my arms feel like they’re ready to fall off. I get a drink from the water fountain, then jump back on the treadmill. I don’t stop until I’m interrupted by Sketch and Saint walking in. I grab a towel, drying the sweat off my face. Taking my headphones out, I walk over to Sketch and Saint.
“Working out some sexual frustration?” Saint jabs.
I flip him off.
“You finished or gonna keep goin’,” Sketch asks.
“I’m done. Been in here for a couple hours now. I need a shower,” I say.
“Damn! Why don’t you go fuck a cut bunny to relieve all your frustration?” Saint runs his mouth.
“It’s gonna be really frustrating for you when I kick your ass if you don’t stop talkin’ shit,” I tell him.
He throws his hands up in defense, laughing. “Alright, alright. All I’m sayin’ is, you could cut the sexual tension with a knife when y’all are in the same room together.”
I shake my head. “See y’all around.”
I walk out of the gym and right into Marley. “Damn it!”
“Watch where you’re going, Romeo,” she shouts.
“I could say the same to you,” I bite out.
“Such an asshole,” she says under her breath, walking away.
“Fuck,” I mutter. I hurry to my room, slamming the door behind me. I want to fucking turn her over my knee for that mouth on her. For every time she throws me sass. I need to get her the hell out of my system, or I’m gonna lose my shit.
