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“Yes, dad.”

“Hey, I’ve seen and made too many questionable decisions over the years, and this place is packed with women who want to fuck you tonight.”

“Yes, it is, and I plan to get names and numbers. You know me, man, I’m a people pleaser at heart.”

He throws his head back in laughter. “Truly selfless, Linc. Just make sure your dick doesn’t fall off, okay?”

“No such thing as overuse, Carter. I’ve got the stamina of a porn star.”

“On that note, I’m going to go find a sharp implement to pierce my own eardrums. Enjoy the festivities, brother. Come visit Addi and me soon. Bring Anders and Brooke.”

“Will do.”

With an endless flow of drinks in hand, I find my way to the center of Brooke’s teammates.

“Any of you ladies want to dance with me?” My ego is growing by the second as they swarm me, moving in one, gyrating, fluid collective of bodies. It’s a twelve-year-old’s wet dream. The bass is so loud it vibrates in my chest as I move to the music, closing my eyes and letting loose after a stressful season.

Arms, legs, breasts, and perfectly plump asses brush against me to the rhythm of the music. I have no idea who’s at my back. Hell, I have no idea who most of these women are at this point in the evening, but I’m having a good time, and so are they.

Anders drags me aside at some point with Brooke tight at his side. “I’m out, bro. I’m drunk, and my wife’s horny.”

“Sure. Sure. Have fun.”

“Dinner, Sunday? Our place.”

“I’ll be there.”

He pats my jacket pocket where he knows I stash my condoms. “Just checking.”

He disappears through the crowd with Brooke, and I’m left wondering why everyone is so concerned with my cock clothing tonight. I’ve never—and I mean never—fucked a woman without one. I have no intention of becoming a father by some random chick or catching anything that’ll make my cock crusty.

As the hours pass and my teammates leave with their wives or girlfriends, the rest of us keep drinking. There are a few of Brooke’s teammates who have real moves on the dance floor, and I’m a sucker for when they start dancing with each other, grinding and sliding their hands down each other’s sides. Tonight might have to be a two-for-one kind of deal.

I sling back a few more drinks and have some laughs with them before I go in for the kill. With my best panty-melting smile, I lean in, brushing my lips against the leggy brunette’s cheek. “Why don’t the three of us take this party back to my place?”

She erupts into a full-on belly laugh, holding her stomach for a good thirty seconds before relaying my seemingly hilarious proposal to her friend. I watch the same reaction play out in stereo. I just won the World Series, and I’m easy on the eye, so is this really such a crazy idea? I’ve had threesomes before, and no one was laughing. I’ve never had a woman, let alone two, laugh in my face at the idea of sleeping with me. Eventually, they realize my balls have retreated inside my body cavity and may never return.

“I’m sorry. It’s not funny, and it isn’t you.”

“Shit. You aren’t using the it’s-not-you-it’s-me line, really?”

“In this case, it’s the truth. You don’t have the necessary equipment for us.”

“What? You don’t like a massive cock, great abs, and a tongue that never gets tired?”

“Cock is a big no. The tongue is enticing, but you’re missing two major assets up top.” She reaches over and grabs her friend’s tits. “Sorry, Linc.”

After a few too many whiskeys, I misread the signs, and the girl-on-girl action had zero interest in any involvement from me. They aren’t friends, they’re lovers. “Fuck me.”

“No, thanks. That’s kind of the point.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Bad word choice there. I must be really drunk. How did I miss that you two are a couple?”

“Maybe because you just won the World Series and are celebrating with a few… dozen drinks. And rightly so.”

“You two are really fucking hot. Not going to lie, though, wish I’d set my sights on some of your less-hot friends now.”

“Usually, I’d find a reason to call you a pig for reducing women to looks alone, but let’s face it, my girlfriend is gorgeous.” She turns and stares at her, all doe-eyed and adoring.

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