Page 32 of Pursued by the Player

“If you don’t, she could lose her job.”

Jett rubbed his hand over his face. “Give me that.” He grabbed the contract back out of Greg’s hand. “Let me run it by my agent.”

“That’s all we ask.” Joel turned his back to Jett and headed toward the exit. “You have until the weekend to look things over and to sign.”

“Or what?”

“What?”

“What happens if I don’t sign.”

Greg sighed and shrugged his shoulders. “Then I guess Melody will have to start looking for another job.”

“She was never very good at fashion anyway.”

“Not like us.”

The men laughed, and Joel waved his hand in the air. “Ta-ta for now.”

“We’ll be in touch,” Greg said as they left the locker room.

Jett ground his teeth as he stared after the men. Unbelievable. He was so damn tired of being used. If Melody thought he was going to agree to this, then she had another thing coming.

Crumpling the paper, he returned to his locker and shoved it in his duffle bag. His phone buzzed and, after a quick glance to confirm it was Melody, he shoved that in his duffle bag as well.

He didn’t want to deal with her right now. He didn’t want to deal with anyone.

Jett just wanted to go and play some baseball.

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