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- Authors: MJ Fields
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Friday
Exhausted, I step out of the shower, reach for the towel hanging on the
wall, run it back and forth over my head a few times to dry off my
hair, and realize it needs a good trim. I place the towel back on the
hook and head over to the sink to grab my toothbrush.
Glancing down, I notice that my screen is all lit up, no doubt from one
of my teammates—probably Tony—who, like me, left the fundraiser a little
early, got their date off and out the door, and wants to meet out.
The only place I’m going is to change my sheets and slide in between
fresh ones and sleep like a baby.
My phone rings. Toothbrush in my mouth, I blindly hit Accept.
“Well, shit, rookie, you didn’t have to get off her to take my call.” Tony
chuckles.
I spit the paste in the sink. “What can I do for you?”
“Put your dick away,” Turner grumbles.
What the fuck? I think as I look down.
I quickly lift the phone up so they’re not eyeballing the goods. “Is there
a reason your video-calling me?”
“Wanted to invite you to Mom’s for dinner with some of the team on
Sunday. There’s going to be a lot of food, man. Home-cooked.” Tony
smiles.
I catch Turner giving a very subtle shake of his head, his eyes growing
bigger, almost comically, and I remember the last time Tony invited us to
his mom’s. His entire family was there, like aunts and second cousins and a
very large group of friends. The one o’clock meal ended up being served at
four. We sat with them for hours.
Any attempt to break away from the
onslaught of questions, making the day feel more like an interrogation than
a gathering, proved futile. When we finally got called to eat, it was … not
good, and I’m not a picky eater. Obviously, none of us were rude enough to
say a damn thing, but you bet your ass, I will never put myself in that
situation again without an exit strategy.
“Appreciate the invite but …” I pause and try to come up with
something, anything, but I can’t. I’m a horrible fucking liar.
Turner chimes in. “He’s headed home to Texas before the exhibition
games in Vegas, remember?”
My stomach knots, and the call ends. The reality is, yeah, I need to head
back to Texas soon.
I shoot Turner a text.
ME:
Thank you for the save.
TURNER:
You owe me one.
When I walk out of the bathroom, I see that Mallory hasn’t moved an
inch. She has her completely bare back facing me, her mass of blonde hair
flowing down from the pillow. The woman is gorgeous and knows it. She’s
also highly career-driven.
She’s a media specialist who worked for a pro
basketball team, the Stallions, before the Mets hired her. Our stance on
relationships is the same—neither of us has the time or a desire for a one.
We’re married to our careers.
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