Page 14 of Going for Gold (Sweet Cravings 3)

"Lucky you. Did she randomly have sex with you too?

"What? No!" Chris threw his arms up in exasperation.

"You know, I'm pretty sure she fucked three guys yesterday, so she probably gave you AIDS. I hope you enjoyed getting sloppy fourths."

"What are you talking about, Alina? How many times do I have to tell you that nothing happened?"

"If nothing happened, why'd you seem so guilty when I confronted you after my game?"

"How'd I seem guilty? You didn't even give me a chance to talk."

"You got really upset and asked me where I got the photos. If nothing happened, you would have just laughed it off."

Chris shook his head, but he didn't say anything.

"Well?"

"I got upset because I didn't even remember hanging out with her. I thought someone had photoshopped that picture to try to mess with me or something."

"If you can't remember anything, then how do you know that nothing happened?"

"I didn't remember it this morning. But seeing the picture made it all come back. I clearly remember leaving with Bill and Adam and going back to the swim team house. You can even ask them. They'll tell you."

I took a deep breath and tried to process everything he'd said. It seemed like he was telling the truth.

"By the way, where'd those photos come from?" he asked.

"Someone put them on my seat during the first game of the match. That's why I played like shit after that and made us lose."

Chris snapped his fingers. "Oh my God. Gabriela set me up."

"What?"

"She must have seen we were together when we were up on stage. And then when you left, she saw a great opportunity to take some topless selfies with me that she knew would get under your skin. Boom. I'm innocent. I was set up!"

"That conniving little bitch. I can't believe I let her play me like that."

Chris smiled. "So are we good?"

"I do believe you that nothing happened, but I'm still upset that you were hanging out with her topless."

"What should I have done? Just got up and left?"

"Uh, yes. That's exactly what you should have done. How would you feel if I was out with my friends and some guy started swinging his dick around? And then what if I grabbed my camera and started snapping some selfies of me looking super happy next to a big naked penis?"

"That's different..."

"Not really."

"Okay, fine. I should have left. I'm sorry."

It really took him this long to apologize? Wow.

"So are we cool now?" he asked.

"Do you promise that nothing else happened?"

"Yes."

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