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He then blows out of the shed, leaving me sitting in a heap on the floor.

Chapter 16

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I STORM OUT OF THE shed and over to the water fountains to give myself a minute to zip my fly. “Such a douchebag,” I seethe aloud. Yeah. I’m talking about me.

I don’t know why I said that to Simone or treated her like that. Maybe it’s because we were getting too close. That makes zero sense, but it does a little.

After pacing on the side of the shed for a minute, I pull myself together and head back to the field. Everyone turns to look at me. Wilder asks, “Where’s my sister?”

“She’s coming.” I guess she didn’t. Huge douchebag. “She went to the bathroom.”

Standing next to Betsy and Rhonda, Simone’s dad eyes me like I just announced I used his daughter like a cheap whore. I didn’t mean to. I wanted to make her come before I had to pull out. I swear.

Simone finally appears with a big bag, which I should have offered to carry for her. Wilder stands with his clipboard looking at Simone and then shooting daggers at her father. They barely said hello when her dad showed up. At least we can agree on something.

I overhear Betsy saying, “I can’t believe they got married! Were you surprised, Dr. Garrison?”

“Absolutely. She hadn’t told me she was dating someone seriously enough to lead to marriage.”

“They weren’t dating!” Betsy says, and I want to punch her. “I think they’re pulling a prank, to be honest.” Holy fuck. Of course she said that.

Daddy Garrison glares at me, replying, “I don’t know if I’ll ever believe it.”

Simone sidles up to me, and before I realize it, she grabs my still buzzed dick. In front of everyone. And I don’t hate it. At all.

“Does this look like we’re pulling a prank on anyone?” She did this to me in front of Morgan at Sage’s, but that was under a table. For fuck’s sake, the entire team and her father are staring while my dick enjoys this way too much. Not a great thing right now. “Greg Rodwell is my husband. He’s mine. I’m his. We’re together. Get over the disbelief. It’s tiresome.”

As I look around at everyone, honing in on her father, I point to her and say, “Wife.” She used to be. Sometimes, I feel like she still is. I can’t stand the emptiness dragging me when I’m around her. This needs to end right after her graduation ceremony. I can’t take much more.

Audrey giggles while Hadley gawks at us. Rhonda turns away and Wilder frowns and bitches to Tesco, but he does that often around me. Tesco glares at us as he bitches back to Wilder. Val walks away, but I still can’t stop loving the feel of Simone’s hand on me for all to see. It’s a fucking turn-on, unfortunately. Or fortunately because I don’t give a damn what everyone thinks. Especially her father. I hope it offends the fuck out of him.

And like he reads my mind, Simone’s father turns on his heel, storms off, bypassing the bleachers, and heads to his rental car. Thank fuck for small miracles. So long, asshole.

Simone removes her hand, and I go into the dugout to get water and hide my semi. I just had a blow job, but I’m raring for more with her. Will sex always be like this when I’m sleeping with someone new?

My stomach flops, leaving me anxious and desolate. I’m so fucking afraid of sleeping with another woman. I had a hard enough time with Simone. She’s who I’m used to, but that has to end. I don’t want to be alone forever, but I won’t settle, and I’m picky as hell.

I get some water from Val’s yellow barrel dispenser as I watch Wilder lecture Simone and Betsy. When Simone walks away, her ass in tight pants distracts me more than necessary.

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