Page 33 of The Break Out

“I’m in,” I say, which results in a few odd looks.

“Alright, guess Wheeler is joining us too,” Jones says, shaking his head like he can’t believe it.

I’m glad I won’t have to deal with Collee because he decides not to come out. Dumont says something about FaceTiming Chandler. McQuaid doesn’t say anything, but I doubt he’s coming out and Colver is already on the phone with who I can assume is Spencer while we’re on the bus so I’m sure he’s not joining.

Which is all for the best since those fuckers would be the reason anything about me would get back to Brynn and she doesn’t need any other reason not to like me. Even if I decide to hook up with someone it’s none of her business. It’s not like she will and it’s been too fucking long. My dick hates the lack of action he’s not getting and is sick of my hand.

I must be fucking broken.Defective. Sick. Something.

There isn’t a lack of beautiful women at the bar we are at, and a few of the other guys already have someone in their lap, or under their arm. Yet, for me, anyone who’s shown interest in me, which is a lot, I think of a reason to say no.

My eyes catch on a tall blonde, but when she turns around and isn’t Brynn my interest disappears. It’s fucking annoying. She doesn’t own me or my thoughts and yet, I can’t fake interest inanyone else because when I think of how they would look next to her it’s no competition. Plus, I know they won’t spar with me like she does. I need that back and forth because apparently that’s what fucking does it for me these days.

Which is why I pull out my phone to text her because I need that hit of a fight from her.

Colton: I heard you were thinking of me, so here I am.

Baby Collee: The hex I was putting on you must be working then if you could feel it.

Colton: Sounds kinky, can this hex involve some rope for me to tie you up?

Baby Collee: Nope. Not into that.

I smirk at the screen. Seems like she may be ready to play along. This is the first time she hasn’t immediately told me to stop or go away.Interesting.

Colton: What are you into then?

Baby Collee: Nice guys. Anyone who isn’t a hockey player.

Colton: And I’m into dirty little liars.

Baby Collee: Bet you have your pick of them at that bar you’re at. Have a good time. Wear protection.

How the fuck does she know where I am?

Colton: You stalking me, Princess? I could get into that. I’m glad you care about me wearing protection, but no need to be jealous. The only woman I’ll be fucking in the near future is you.

Baby Collee: Guess you’ll be celibate the rest of your life, then.

Colton: We’ll see about that.

I pay my tab and head back to the hotel, done with the bar scene for the night. I also have the desperate need to do something about my rock-hard cock. My hand will have to do for yet another night, but once I’m back in Denver that’s going to change.

After another game,I’m bored and not wanting to go out with the guys and be disappointed in my lack of interest for anyone else. Which is why on the bus I pull out my phone to mess with a certain little blonde.

Colton: What are you thinking about?

I’m impressed how quickly she responds.

Baby Collee: Top ten most painful ways to die. Want to let me try some out on you?

Colton: I’ll let you try a lot of things on me, Princess, just say the word.

Baby Collee: Pretty sure we could only get through one of these…

Colton: Make it count then, Princess.

Putting my phone down for the night, I climb into bed and fall asleep thinking about the woman who makes me hard even when she’s threatening my life.

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