Page 85 of Love on the Waiver Wire

“They do, but then they work it out. You guys have plenty of time to do the same. Make sure it happens.”

Coach walks away, leaving me in the middle of the hallway half naked and annoyed.

* * *

Monday night football is almost over and I text Isla to congratulate her on her win for this week.

The two of us have consistently been the top two, a pretty even pairing. We haven’t played each other yet, but we are next week.

Peaches

Thank you, but it’s not over yet.

It’s basically over.

If you say so, boss

Boss?

I figured why not?

You could have called me just about anything else, kid.

Oh my god yeah do not under any circumstances call me kid please.

Boss sounds like you’re talking to an old man.

I mean…

Shut up.

Yes sir.

…

That better?

You can call me that any day.

Good to know.

About this week’s punishment. What are you thinking?

I win, you come over Wednesday night and make pies for my brother’s party.

You got it.

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ISLA

“Hey,” Leo says as I answer my door. Crossing my arms over my chest, I lean against the frame, calm enough to listen to what he has to say but not in a place where I’d like to invite him in.

“Hi.”

“Can we talk?”

“I’m not sure.”

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