Page 64 of Tight End

“All right, class. I hope you’re ready to sweat. Let’s—Ryan? What are you doing here?” June glances around the lobby, her jaw dropping ever so slightly. Too late to leave now. “With ... everyone ...”

“We’re your ten a.m. class.” I grunt, my gaze narrowing as I look around the room. “We are here for hot yoga and nothing else.”

“Hot yoga with a smoking-hot instructor.”

Fucking Isaac. I really should have been much clearer on the invites. Like he didn’t get one.

“Good looking out, Devlin.” He pushes past me, knocking into my shoulder, and I’ve never wanted to punch someone more. “So, do you giveprivatelessons? I’ve got a really tight muscle up here by my groin that could use a good workout.”

“I don’t.” June quickly glances my way, her smile tight. “But I do currently have a variety of videos on my?—”

“She’s off-limits.” I wasn’t planning on blurting that out, but now that it’s out there, I can’t take it back. Can’t say I want to either. The sooner these dicks know whom she belongs to the better.

Except June doesn’t seem enamored, her eyes widening slightly before narrowing on me. At least she doesn’t argue. Yet.

Isaac turns around, his brows nearly in his hairline. “Excuse me?”

“This is my future wife you’re talking to. You wantmeto work out your groin?” I smile, making sure to flash my teeth, cracking my knuckles for good measure.

What I meant to say was that this is the mother of my child, but “my future wife” popped out instead. And I ... I’m not sure how I feel about it. It feels right despite how wrong it should be. I’ve been married, and after Caitlin died, it wasn’t ever something I thought I’d repeat.

No one since has made me second-guess my decision.

No one but June.

And now she’s looking at me like I just had a third arm grow out of my ass. A look she shares with the rest of the team, who are currently staring between the two of us. Atleast Isaac backs down, blending in with the rest of the team, mumbling a few obscenities under his breath.

June blinks at me a few times, the rest of her body seemingly frozen. Until Gunner clears his throat behind me.

“Uhh, I think I started the live stream too soon.” His fingers work over the phone I didn’t realize was up and pointed right at June and me. Fuck. He sends me an apologetic smile. “That was my bad.”

“Dude, you’re about to go viral.” Theo chuckles, slapping me on the back.

June glares at me, and I’m expecting her to put me in my place, but instead she turns, heading up the stairs. “Let’s get started.”

I’m sure we’ll be discussing this later.

“Sorry.” Gunner nudges me with his shoulder as we all follow her up. There are several conversations behind us, but I ignore them all. “If it makes you feel better, the comments were mostly supportive. Several women compared you to their favorite book boyfriend. Some are shipping you two, whatever that means. There were also a few creeps trying to see if you had a boner, but I’d ignore them.”

I grunt, my gaze going straight to June’s ass. “Thanks for that. Next time you’re not allowed to be the one streaming.”

“Not to brag, but I do have the biggest following.”

“Fuck off.”

TWENTY-NINE

June

His future wife.He seriously called me his future wife. Last night I basically told him this wasn’t going to happen, and he’s going to call me that in front of his entire team. Oh, and anyone who was watching the live stream.

And yeah, Gunner Rose does have the largest following, coming in with a modest 1.2 million. Thousands if not hundreds of thousands saw Ryan’s proclamation.

Including my sister.

She’s officially obsessed with him, and there’s no way she missed that.

I’m officially afraid to check my phone.

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