When I still don’t say anything the guys turn their heads to see what I’m staring at, and Ledger waves his hand.
“Hey Coach! Fancy seeing you here. You guys want to join us?”
Join us?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Coach Hicks walks toward our table, his arm around the woman he’s with.
The beautiful woman I’ve come to know quite well over the last month or so.
And suddenly I want to throw up.
Is she seeing him?
Is that the guy who asked her out?
Oh shit. Are they on a date right fucking now?
Oh my God! Did I…
With Coach’s girlfriend?
Fucking Christ!
“Oh hey, Corrigan,” Griffin says, smiling and waving at the girl I’ve only ever known as Corri.
Her name is Corrigan?
How does Griffin know her?
Her eyes find mine and then dart away just as fast when the rest of the team greets her like they’ve known her forever too.
“Hey guys,” she says with a kind smile. You know, the kind of smile that tells me she knows everyone at this table and they know her and the joke is on me.
What in the actual fuck?
“Ella, Bodhi,” Coach says, causing me to literally choke on my bite of hot dog. I start coughing loudly, until the bite dislodges and I can properly swallow. “You alright, son? You look like you’ve seen a ghost?”
“Yeah.” I nod and then clear my throat before grabbing my water. “Yeah, Coach. I’m good.”
“Well, as you two are the only ones at this table who don’t know my daughter, allow me to introduce you.” He wraps an arm around Corrigan again. “This is my daughter, Corrigan. Corrigan, this is Ella Blackstone, our new mascot, and Bodhi Roche. Bodhi is the newest player to our team this year.”
HIS DAUGHTER?
CORRI IS HIS FUCKING DAUGHTER?
Fuck, I was so wrong.
I didn’t tongue fuck Coach’s girlfriend.
I tongue fucked his daughter!
Corri shakes hands with Ella and then holds her hand out to me and kindly says, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Bodhi. I hear you’re quite the player.”
I stare at her silently.
I’M THE PLAYER?