Page 2 of Ruck Me

“Absolutely. You know you can tell me anything.”

She sighed and ran her hand through her bright pink locks, twirling a piece between her fingers. “The truth is, I feel bad asking Declan to foot the bill for me to move out. He already pays for too much as itis.”

I wasn’t sure exactly how much Declan made but I knew it was more than anyone else on our team. When he’d signed his new contract last year, the press speculated it was to the tune of €400,000 a year, but he also had a ton of endorsement deals too. He even had his face on a carton of milk. Milk!

“If you’re worried about asking him for the money, maybe you could move into his place?” I asked, hoping no one overhear lest the suggestion get back to Declan. I was pretty sure his little sister moving in was the last thing he’d want. Still, desperate times called for desperate measures and all that, so I kept going. “I don’t know what a single guy needs a big old house like that for anyway.”

“Oh god no! It’s bad enough I had to grow up across the hall from him! You know what he’slike.”

The thing was, I knew exactly what Declan was like. And since Aoife was disgusted by her brother, I probably shouldn’t tell her I practically worshipped at the altar of Declan O’Shaughnessy. Not only was he the best rugby player Dublin had ever seen, but he also started every game for the Irish national team too. But my adoration wasn’t just about the sport. Declan was a legend with women. If I managed to pull even half the pussy he did, I would die a very happy man. Hell, a quarter of that and I’d be extremely satisfied. Because if there was one thing I loved nearly as much as I loved rugby, it was women. Any color, age, shape, or size … kissing them, licking them, fucking them. I had two happy places: the pitch and between a girl’s legs. Basically, I wanted to be just like Declan O’Shaughnessy when I grew up. Which his sister absolutely did not want toknow.

“Okay, so you can’t live with Declan and you won’t ask him for money to get a place of your own. I hate to break it to you Aoife, but that basically has you living with Colleen until you’re old and gray. How many cats would you be thinking of getting?”

“I know, alright. Trust me, I know.” She dropped her head forward and stared at her hands, defeat resting heavily on her shoulders.

As much as I wanted to prevent Aoife from making a mistake with Kevin, I didn’t like that I’d made her feel bad about herself. She got enough of that at home; I didn’t need to add to it. I nudged her knee with my own. “Ah … Aoife, I’m sorry for giving out to you. I’m sure it’s not thatbad.”

She raised her head and stared at me for a beat before answering. “I love my mam, really I do. But you’re right, I have to get out of there. Between being all the way out in Ballycurra and having Declan for a brother, I …” Her eyes widened and she trailed off. “Never mind. Forget I said anything.”

I scooted my chair closer. It wasn’t like anyone was paying attention to our conversation, what with Tanya sitting on Aidan’s lap and Liam getting a neck massage from some girl I didn’t recognize. Her unwillingness to complete her thought intriguedme.

“What is it? You can tellme.”

“I don’t think I can,” she whispered, her eyes flicking betweenmine.

“C’mon sprite. We’ve known each other since we were both in nappies. You’ve seen my dick, for chrissakes!”

At the mention of us playing naked together when we’d been babies, she brightened and a light chuckle escaped her lips. “And to think, I was the first.”

Come to think of it, she had been the first to get a look at my dick which, from the way it just twitched in my jeans, wasn’t as repulsive an idea as I’d previously thought.

Huh. Funnythat.

I placed my hand on her knee and squeezed. “I promise to keep it a secret. After all, you’ve never told anyone about my one-inch willy,” I joked.

“I’m sure it’s grown since then. You’ve got to be at least two inches bynow.”

“Fuck you,” I said laughing. “I can assure you, I’m much bigger thanthat.”

“Maybe,” she shrugged. “Or maybenot.”

As much as it pained me to admit it, all this talk of my dick growing had it filling out right this second.

And once I came to that realization, my mind decided to play a very dirty trick on me by wondering what Aoife would do if she saw my cock now. She was somehow still a virgin, but maybe she didn’t need to stay that way for long. If she was willing to throw it away on a tosser like Kevin Dempsey, maybe she’d consider a different idea—a different someone. After all, it wasn’t like I’d fuck her and forget her the way Kevin would.

Suddenly a very dangerous idea began to take shape in my addled brain. We were friends. If we did this right, we could even stay friends afterward.

I’d never thought of Aoife that way before, but now I wondered if I’d been a fool not to. Objectively speaking, she was pretty by anyone’s standards, but when you factored in everything about her, she wasn’t just pretty … she was unique. In a sea of same, she stood out. She made you remember her, whether you wanted to ornot.

I picked up my beer and swallowed a few deep gulps, feeling very uncomfortable with the direction of my thoughts. This was Aoife O’Shaughnessy, for fuck’s sake. I’d known her literally my whole life. Her brother was my team captain, and as sure as I knew anything, I knew sisters and ex-girlfriends were off limits. And yet I was about 10 seconds away from doing something I shouldn’t. Five seconds until I changed everything between us, forever. One second away from opening a door I would never be able to close.

I leaned forward, my beer bottle resting between my spread knees. “Don’t do it Aoife.”

She sucked in a quick, startled breath. “Do what?” Her eyes darted this way and that, unwilling to meetmine.

“I overheard what you said to Tanya.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

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