Page 31 of Pucks and Pups

Lie, you dumb fuck. Lie!

Me: Maybe we should have this conversation in person.

Clara: Or you can be honest.

I swallow hard as her next message comes through.

Clara: How many times?

Me: I’d really rather have this conversation in person.

Clara: Answer the question, Riggs.

I’m tempted to ignore her request. I could reasonably act as though my phone is dead since I’ll be home in twenty. I’m at the airport, sitting in my car since the notification came when I got into the driver’s seat. We took an early flight in since the game went into overtime last night and I didn’t want my team on a late-night flight. I think it is better for Clara and me to discussthis in person, but this may be easier. Not having to see the disgust on her face. I sure as hell don’t want to lie to her. Maybe admitting my guilt will help ease it.

And lose my dog sitter and possibly bring a lawsuit.

No big deal.

With shaky fingers, I type back.

Me: I’ve only checked the camera in the bedroom twice, and the one at the front every time you leave to make sure you’ve locked the door. I can show you my history. It registers when I log on.

It doesn’t take long before she writes me back.

Clara: Twice in the bedroom? You watched me in the bedroom? When? This morning and when?

Me: I didn’t watch you. I just checked.

Clara: When was the other time?

I don’t have to answer her; she knows, and while it was the best orgasm of my life, I feel like shit for it.

Me: The first night you were there. I wasn’t expecting you back so early. I wanted to be sure it was you.

Bubbles appear then disappear, and then nothing comes for a full minute. I close my eyes, knowing I’ve fucked up. I’m tempted to go to the arena and wait for her to leave the house so I don’t have to face her, but I’m no coward. I fucked up. I need to apologize, but I want to do it in person. I start my car, and right as I go to back out, my phone sounds. I look down to see it’s her, though I knew it would be.

Clara: Did you watch me?

I shouldn’t answer. I don’t want to upset her, but the damage is already done.

Me: When?

Clara: Riggs. Did you watch me?

Me: Can I please talk to you when I get there? I’m on my way.

Clara: Answer me.

Me: Yes. I watched you.

Clara: Why?

Me: You know why.

Clara: I do?

Me: Yes.

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