“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in keeping her now that she’s fucked her way around the city, but one last time oughta scratch the itch. She might be a slut, but she sucks cock like a champ.” He laughs as he says the final words and drops a hand to my shoulder.
I snap and shove him off me. He stumbles back and trips over a chair onto the floor. The anger on his face is quickly replaced by obvious glee at pushing me over the edge.
“What the hell is going on in here?” Coach asks. I look up to see him, Jack and Leo standing in the doorway. Coach’s face reddens when he looks from me to Gabe sprawled out on the floor. No one says anything for several long seconds.
Coach’s voice breaks the icy barrier first. “Kelly. Get to the plane.”
Gabe sneers up at me, a pleased smile on his face.Fuck.What have I done?My feet don’t move.
“NOW!” Coach bellows.
35
DON’T FREAK OUT
BRIDGET
After classesfor the day are over, Everly, Grace and I go to Scarlett’s house to watch the game.
“Hi.” Scarlett hugs me, catching me a little off guard. She’s been so lovely and welcoming each time we’ve hung out, but I’m still not used to it. “I’m so glad you came.”
“I brought wine.” I hold up the bottle.
“You didn’t need to do that.” She takes it with a smile and heads into the kitchen. I follow her, and my roommates go to the living room with Piper and Jade.
“Can I help with anything?” I ask, spotting Callum in his highchair. He has dark hair that sticks up all over the place and these big blue eyes framed with long lashes.
She’s right. I didn’t need to bring wine. The counter is lined with bottles far nicer than the one I brought. And food. So much food. It’s all catered and smells delicious.
“No. I think I got it. Help yourself to food and drinks. I need to feed this little guy first before I join everyone.”
A timer goes off at the same time Callum drops his pacifier and starts to cry. Scarlett glances from the oven to Callum.
“I got it.”
She hesitates but then nods. “Thank you. I already burned one batch of cookies.”
While Scarlett stops the timer and takes out the cookies, I rinse off Callum’s pacifier.
“Hi,” I say softly to him as I squat down and hand it back. He stops crying immediately, and I’m rewarded with a slobbery smile and a peek at two little teeth on the bottom gum.
He swats at my hand still resting on the top of his high chair tray and curls his little finger around my thumb.
“You’re good with him,” Scarlett says as she comes over to check on him. She helps him put the pacifier in his mouth. The cute little thing looks up at his mom adoringly.
“Thanks. I’ve always liked kids.”
“Do you want your own?”
My stomach flutters as I get a picture of Ash chasing around a blonde-headed little girl or boy. He’s so good with the kids he coaches that it’s an easy image to lock on to.
“Yeah. Eventually.” I smile at Callum and then stand tall. “Are you and Leo planning to have more?”
“We’ve talked about it, but probably not for another year or so. Callum keeps us on our toes and Leo’s gone so much. Well, you know what it’s like.”
“I don’t think Ash and me are the same as you and Leo.”
“Not yet.” She smiles at me. “Speaking of, have you talked to him today?”