Page 71 of Faking the Book Boyfriend

Chapter

Twelve

TREY

The longest fivedays of my life. These have been the longest five days of my life. Every time my phone rang, I feared it was her calling to end things.

I’m pretty sure I have an ally in her grandmother. That’s been my only saving grace. She pulled me aside before I left and told me she was confident things would work out between us. I’m praying she’s right.

I’m in an Uber on the way to a club with Layton, Cheetah, and their teammate Ezra Decker. He’s a friend of theirs. I’ve only met him a handful of times. He seems like a good guy.

Cheetah asks, “Are Gemma’s friends as hot as her?” She and a bunch of her friends are meeting us there for a New Year’s Eve party.

I glare at him with a disapproving scowl on my face. “Val, CJ, and Taylor are off-limits. They’re her close friends, and I don’t need you fucking them and leaving them, causing years of issues for Gemma and me. Taylor is bringing two friends who I know Gemma doesn’t consider her friends. You canfuck them.”

He twists his lips. “What do they look like?”

“I have no idea. I haven’t met any of her friends. I know Val and CJ have been her closest friends since they were kids, and Taylor since college. That’s it.”

Layton shrugs as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. He always goes home with a woman. He barely has to work for it. Cheetah does too, but for some reason, he enjoys a bit of a chase.

We walk into the club and are immediately escorted by management to the VIP area. We have a huge roped-off booth big enough for the ten of us. There are several bottles of good champagne on ice waiting for us when we arrive, along with bottles of vodka and whiskey. Yep, sometimes it’s good to be a baseball player.

We sit in the booth and enjoy our first round as we wait for our guests. I’m truly on edge. I have no idea how things are going to play out.

Layton grabs my shaking knee. “Fuck’s sake, man. Chill out. It will all work out in the end.”

“One day you’ll meet the right woman and lose all your chill. I’m buying a front-row ticket.”

Ezra chuckles. “I’m not sure that will ever happen. Too many women have been#laidbylayton.”

Layton gives a cocky smirk.

Cheetah places his hand on my shoulder. “Don’t freak out, but Gemma is headed this way with two good-looking guys.”

I immediately turn toward the VIP area entrance where I see her in a form-fitting, short red dress that leaves little to the imagination though somehow, it’s still elegant. It’s got a low neckline, and her full tits look amazing. Her hair is in a stylish ponytail, and her lips are painted her signature red.

He sucks in a breath. “Fuck, DePaul, she’s so hot. Her body is ridiculous. You’re a lucky man.”

My mouth waters, but he’s right. She’s flanked on either side by two tall guys, a brunette and a blond. Her arms arelinked through theirs and they’re all laughing. What the fuck?

I practically sprint from my seat to her. She gives me the sexiest smile when I approach.

I grab her into my arms and lift her off the ground as I kiss the shit out of her. She lets out a small screech at first but then runs her fingers through my hair and kisses me right back. Deeply. She even moans.

Take that, fuckers.

She smiles into my mouth. “I missed you too.” She pats my arm. “Now put me down.”

I begrudgingly place her feet on the ground but tuck her snugly into my side.Verysnugly.

The brunette guy chuckles. “I think someone wants everyone to know you’re his.”

I practically bark, “Who are you?”

He holds out his hand with an unaffected smile. “I’m Valentino Mancini. My friends call me Val. I hear you have a magical dick.”

Gemma punches his arm. “Where’s your bro code?”

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