Page 91 of Overtime
All eyes in the room turn to Scarlett and she flicks a nervous look around, her cheeks going pink.
“Uh… here. I’ll forward it to you, Harper,” Scarlett mumbles as she pulls her phone out.
Harper raises an eyebrow at her but pulls out her phone from her purse and looks at the message. She clicks and scrolls and then her brow furrows. Her eyes widen, and she gasps.
“Oh. Oh fuck. Um. Alex. Here, you can… yeah, you can look at this.” Harper tosses him the phone like it’s burning her.
“What is it?” He looks at her with confusion and then down at the phone. “Oh… yeah. Fuck…”
“Is someone going to fill us in?” Joss asks at my side.
Alex turns the phone around and right under the headline “Westfield Makes a Sex Tape” is a blurry-looking screenshot that’s got black bars across it.
“God fucking damn it!” I curse, closing my eyes. “I’ve told him so many fucking times.”
“I mean, he looks hot though,” Joss muses at the image.
“He’s not gonna look hot when they call him up for breaking fucking morality clauses in his contract.”
“Morality clauses? This another stupid thing like making you all sleep in a hotel together the night before an away game?” Joss rolls her eyes.
“Yes. And it can get him benched. Which we can’t fucking afford right now. We have one of the hardest second-half schedules in the league.”
“Well, I mean, it doesn’t even look like he necessarily knew this was being taken.” Joss takes the phone from Alex and scrolls down. “Is there a video?” Her eyes flick up to Scarlett, and Scarlett looks like a deer in headlights and then shrugs, making some sort of inaudible sound.
“Try not to scandalize your new friends with your eagerness to watch my friend’s sex tape at our engagement party,” I tease her while I look over her shoulder. I’m not eager to see my friend fucking someone, but I am curious how it got leaked. If the article has any information or if we just have to wait to hear Tobias’s side of the story.
“I’m just saying. Talk to him first before you assume he did it,” Joss says defensively as she hands the phone back to Harper.
“We’ll see when he gets here,” I say.
“If he gets here. Maybe that’s why he didn’t come. Didn’t want to be the gossip of the party,” Harper suggests.
“Tobias has never given a fuck about it before. Trust me.” Alex grunts.
“I mean, I know, but still…” She looks worried.
“All right. Until he’s here and can tell us himself, let’s just move on and not gossip about him,” I say. “We doing apple bobbing or the Ouija board?” I ask Joss.
“Not light as a feather, stiff as a board?” Violet asks, smirking at her.
“Nah. That’s for the slumber party Colt and I are having after this one,” Joss jokes, and everyone has a laugh and relaxes a little.
I roll my eyes and kiss the top of her head. “Let’s go try the apple bobbing. I don’t need to be summoning any more demons than the one I already have.”
* * *
A couple of hours later,I pull Joss aside, kissing her softly before I pull the box out of my pocket and slip it into her hand while she’s distracted.
“What’s this?” She glances down at it and smirks. “Another vibrator?”
I laugh. “No. Something else. Better.”
“Better? I don’t know. We’ve had a lot of fun with that…”
“Just open it?” I raise a brow at her.
Her fingers slip along the edge of it, and when she opens it her jaw drops.
