Page 42 of Curveball

They fist-bump each other.

I look around. Even though it’s a sports bar, there’s a band playing cover music and dancing on a small dance floor. Most of the women are dancing for the benefit of our table. “I assume you all catch a lot of tailhere?”

Layton smirks. “We sure do. All of us except Trey.”

Trey lifts an eyebrow. “When you have the most perfect diamond at home, there’s no need to go for these rough, unpolished stones. Enjoy your canned sardines. I’ll be feasting on lobster later tonight.”

Cheetah nods enthusiastically. “Gemma DePaul is most definitely a diamond and a lobster. She’s the reason I’m currently obsessed with dark-haired beauties. And her tits…” Cheetah bites his lip and shivers again.

What the hell?

Trey scowls at him. “Stay away from my wife.”

Cheetah winks at Trey. “I can’t do that. We have book club together. The book she recommended this month has a couple that does it on a rowboat in the middle of a lake on their kids’ overnight field trip. Holy crap. Best book scene ever.”

Layton rolls his eyes. “Cheetah loves romance novels. And porn. He’s obsessed with porn. The worst thing in the world is getting stuck with him as a roommate on a road trip. He watches that shit all night.”

Cheetah proudly smiles. “I do, but none of those women are as hot as Gemma DePaul.”

Trey practically growls at him, but I can tell that Cheetah is just having fun with him. These guys are a riot.

Cheetah turns to me. “Trey is a Neanderthal about Gemma. He rarely leaves her side. We like to bust his balls. She’s in her third trimester with their first child or she’d be here tonight. She may always look fancy, but she likes hanging with the boys.”

Layton sips his beer and nods. “Gemma is cool. We all love her…like a sister.” He grins at Trey and then mock whispers, “A crazy hot sister with a bangin’ body.”

I mumble, “I know all about that.”

Cheetah wiggles his eyebrows up and down. “What was that, Abbott? Did I just hear you admit that you have a hot sister? Perhaps she should join us one night.”

I make a look of disgust. “Unfortunately, yes, I do. I’ve been chasing my friends away from her for as long as I can remember. I’m just happy she lives far away from you guys. She’s a pro softball player. Her team is based out of Southern California.”

He looks impressed. “Pro softball? That’s cool. Too bad they don’t have a team here in Philly. Then we could hang with your hot sister all the time.”

I sarcastically reply, “Yes, it’s truly a shame your womanizing self can’t hang with my baby sister.”

We spend the next hour chatting and getting to know each other. This is a good group of guys.

At some point, I notice an attractive brunette on the dance floor staring at Layton. I whistle. “Wow, she’s kind of obvious. She’s not even bothering to hide it.”

Layton twists his lips. “That’s Delta. She’s a sure thing. A good lay though. She certainly likes sucking on elephant trunks. If nothing else piques my interest, I always have her ready, wet, and willing. If you want her, go ahead. I don’t give a shit. Or we can tag team her. She’s down for anything.”

I shake my head. “Not my type. I like a little meat on the bones.”

Cheetah’s eyes widen. “Are you a chubby chaser?”

The corner of my mouth raises. My teammates have been calling me that for years. “Maybe by your standards. I just like a woman with real curves on her body. I don’t like skin and bones. I need something I can grab ontowhen I fuck her. Big tits, thick thighs, and a big booty do it for me.”

Though none have ever done it for me as much as Ripley St. James. Fuck, I love her body. I miss her, but I also know she’s better off without me in her life. Part of me hopes she finds what she’s looking for, and part of me can’t stand the thought of her with someone else.

They all look around. There’s a full-figured woman dancing with her friends. They nod her way. Cheetah asks, “Like her?”

I nod. “Yep, she’ll do. I can have her on her back within the hour. In fact, I think it’s time.”

Layton’s eyes widen. “Already?”

“Why not?” I stand. “I’ll see you guys at the gym tomorrow morning, right?”

They all nod and catcall as I walk away.

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