Page 85 of The Hat Trick

“Oh my God,” I complain, slightly louder this time.

Matt chuckles, “Maybe another time, ladies. Thank you for the offer, you have a good night.”

His window rolls up and we are moving again.

“You’re disgusting,” I say loud enough for him to hear me. I don’t make a move to get back into the front seat yet because I want to make sure we are a good distance away from the arena first.

“How? I didn’t take them up on their offer,” the humor is evident in his voice.

“If I wasn’t here, would you have?” I peek up to see if it’s safe for me to move back to the front, and it seems like it is, so I squeeze my way back into the passenger seat.

“No, I wouldn’t have. I thought we went over this already.”

“You still flirt with them,” I try to keep the accusatory tone at bay, but I’m not sure I’m successful.

“So? Flirting doesn’t matter if I’m not going to do anything.”

I huff, “I guess.” I know I can’t even be mad at him.He didn’t do anything.Technically he’s right and flirting is harmless, especially considering our situation. I think the problem is that I got a peek into what they deal with all the time.

Plus add that shit with Rosie earlier and I think I’m just overly sensitive about all of this with how out of place I feel in their world.

I also hate to admit that I think part of it is my past with Jay coming to haunt me a bit. I haven’t been in a relationship since him, and even though I wasn’t pining over him for the last year, it was like an old wound that was ripped open when I saw him with her. Add that they are now married. It was a slap in the face and just reminded me that I wasn’t good enough for someone as shitty as him. What makes me good enough for Vince, Brent, and Matt, let alone justoneof them?

“Where are we going, anyway?” I ask to pull myself out of my spiraling thoughts. I feel like I’ve been doing really well not to think too deeply about any of this, but it’s getting harder and harder. I wish I could say I don’t know why that is, but that’s not true. I know exactly why.

I’m starting to feel things for them. All of them. And it’s scary.

“Did you hear me?” Matt says, and I realize I wasn’t listening to him.

“No, what did you say?”

“I’ll pretend to not be offended that you were ignoring me. I said we are going to my house.”

“Why? I wanted to go home.”

“Then I guess you should’ve gone with Dumont.”

“Are you fucking kidding me, McQuaid, you practically kidnapped me!”

“What are you going to do about it now?”

As I’m about to answer him my phone starts ringing, and I look down to see it’s Vince. I answer quickly, “I’m pretty sure your teammate kidnapped me.”

He chuckles on the other end of the call. “That’s why I was calling. To see if you’re okay.”

“I’m okay physically, but I just wanted to go home, cuddle up in my bed.” I give a pointed look to Matt. “Alone. But now I’m being forced to go to Matt’s house. Help.”

Vince continues to laugh. “I hate to break it to you baby, but it didn’t matter who kidnapped you tonight, you weren’t going to end up in any bed alone.”

“You guys are the worst; I’m done with all of you just so you know. Actually, maybe not Brent, he hasn’t pissed me off.”

“Give it time, I’m sure it’ll happen eventually,” Matt mumbles next to me.

“Do you want me to come save you from McQuaid?”

I know there would be no saving involved, it would probably end up with me being in bed with both of them, which I’m sure Vince is hoping for.I look at Matt and think about our constant bickering and his asshole exterior, but how he was on New Year’s Eve when he showed up. There was something that made me want to learn more about him and maybe why he acts the way he does other than just being a douchebag.

“No, I’ll be okay, when do you guys leave again?”

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