Page 52 of Once Upon A Player
“Anyway, I have to get ready for work. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.”
“Okay. Have fun tonight and do everything I would.”
“You bet.”And then some.
After I’ve changed into my work uniform, I call Mum.
“Hey, sweetie. Did you have a lovely time last night? Where did Lucas take you?” Although she knows I’m seeing Lucas, there’s no reason she needs to know I spent the night with him. I mean, obviously Mum and Dad know I slept with Geoff, but it’s not something we ever talked about, and I sure don’t want them speculating what I’m doing with Lucas.
Especially since the things I’m doing with him are so freaking amazing. With his reputation, I should’ve guessed he liked to talk dirty during sex, but I never imagined it would be such a turn on. Bloody hell, I’m getting hot just thinking about it. That’s wrong on so many levels when I’m talking to my mum.
I give myself a mental slap and answer her question, which leads to another, which leads to me accidentally telling her that Geoff and Monica were there, and that I confronted my former best friend in the ladies.
“Oh, good for you,” she says. “You needed to do that, Violet. I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks. I’m a bit proud of myself, too.”
“You should be.” There’s a fierce note in her voice. “You’ve stayed in the shadows long enough. It’s time you spread your wings.”
I’m not sure what she means by that, but I don’t have time to discuss it or I’ll be late for work, and I still haven’t asked her how she is, which was the original reason why I rang.
“Oh, I’m fine,” she says, and I imagine her giving that dismissive wave that she does whenever anyone asks that question. Except this ismeshe’s talking to, and although she’s been good this last week, I wish she’d tell me exactly how she’s feeling. Sometimes I get the impression she and Dad deliberately keep me in the dark, as if I’m still that scared nine-year-old who needs protecting. “We’ll be back tomorrow evening. See you then.”
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Lucas
After training, I meet up with Will at a vegetarian restaurant not far from the club. We’ve not seen each other since my birthday, and when he called, wanting to catch up, I suggested here, so I could grab something healthy to eat before meeting Violet later. He’s already there when I arrive, reading the menu with a gloomy expression.
“Hey.” I sit opposite him. Although my body aches, I feel fucking fantastic.
“I hope you’re not going vegan.” He drops the menu on the table. “All right, spill. What’s going on?”
I lean across the table so there’s no chance of being overheard. “I’m training again.”
He grins, and we high five. “Good for you, mate.” He keeps his voice low. “When’s it going public?”
“Soon.” Fuck, I wish I could tell him about the transfer.
“We’ll go somewhere tonight to celebrate. I’ll get smashed, and you can stick to orange juice.”
“Can’t. I’m seeing Violet.” It feels good saying that.
“Violet? The chick you took to the Toad?”
“She’s the only Violet I know.”
“Fuck me.” He leans back in his chair. “That’s a whole week. Must be a record.”
I shrug. “She’s different.”
“She’s got you by the balls, you mean.”
For some reason Will appears to find that amusing. I remember this morning, when Violet’s sweet, naked body was wrapped around mine, and how gorgeous she looks when she comes. My dick jerks to attention. If that’s having me by the balls, then I’m all for it.
“I don’t want to screw this up.”
Will’s smirk drops off his face. “You’re serious about her.”
