Page 83 of Curveball

He gives me a knowing smirk. I know he’s well aware of the Arizona and Layton PR relationship.

Kam takes his hand. “I believe we briefly met by the bar earlier, but it’s nice to officially meet you, Daddy Tanner.”

Bailey narrows her eyes at Kam. Tanner looks confused for a moment before collecting himself. “Oh, because Bailey babysits my daughter. I get it.”

Kam nods. “Riiight. That’s it.”

I’m pretty sure Tanner catches on, but he continues playing it smoothly. “Bailey mentioned that you two have offers for endorsements. I’m more than happy to assist you with your contracts. Anything to support this team and its continued success.”

Kam and I look at each other in shock. Tanner Montgomery is one of the biggest sports agents in the world. We’re small potatoes for someone like him.

He continues. “I work with Trey DePaul, Cruz Gonzales, and obviously Layton and Arizona. They all speak highly of you.”

Kam smiles. “That would be fan-fucking-tastic, Daddy Tanner.”

He looks at me, and I nod. “Agreed. Thank you.”

“Great. Let’s strike while the iron is hot. Everyone in this town is talking about the upcoming playoffs. Why don’t we set up a meeting right away?”

He turns to Bailey. “Are you positive that you’re not interested in pursuing these opportunities?”

“A thousand percent. I’m not interested in being in front of the camera again.”

I see a small smile find his lips as he gives her one quick nod. I wonder what that’s about.

Looking back at us, he says, “I’ll have my assistant contact you on Monday morning.”

We agree, and he walks away.

Kam is practically bouncing up and down. “Rip! Holy fuck. TannerfuckingMontgomery is taking us on as clients. Are you so excited?”

Quincy interrupts, “Excited about what?” as he and Cheetah approach us.

Kam answers, “Tanner Montgomery just offered to represent Ripley and me for endorsements. I already have a skincare campaign coming up, and Rip has the lingerie shoot, but he thinks there could be more.”

He snaps his head to me. “You’re doing a lingerie shoot?”

“I have the offer. I haven’t accepted it yet.”

He licks his lips and discreetly adjusts himself. Wide-eyed, I look around to see if anyone else notices. They seem blissfully unaware.

Cheetah wiggles his eyebrows up and down. “You might need a bodyguard, Rip. Perhaps I should accompany you. I can hold your clothes for you while you get naked. Maybe be your oil boy to make sure you’re at your shiny best.”

I giggle. “I think I’ll be okay. Thanks for the offer though.”

He turns to Kam. “What about you, Kam bam? Need an emotional support snake?”

She shakes her head in disbelief. “Your cojones are both literally and figuratively enormous.”

“Want to gargle with them again?”

The two of them go back and forth, but I lose interest in what they’re saying. Quincy is looking me up and down, unashamedly undressing me with his eyes. He’s trying to hide it, but I know his body like the back of my hand. He has an erection right now.

The fact that the mere thought of my lingerie shoot turns him on is turning me on. His eyes move down my body to the spot that has grown slick with need. I see a smile find his lips. Yep, he knows my body too.

Cheetah and Kam disappear to the bar, leaving Quincy and me alone. My back is to a wall, and he leans over me, asserting his dominance. With one hand over my head, he slowly runs the fingers of his other hand along the tops of my breasts.

I look around to see if anyone notices before I breathe, “What are you doing?”

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