Page 44 of Off Season

We instruct the bus driver to drop us at Club Liberty. It’s a Philly staple and always has a line around the block.

Kam grabs my hand and pulls me toward the front door, not the end of the line. I’m a famous baseball player; it’s easy for me to butt in line, but I don’t love doing it.

I ask, “Are you using my fame to skip the line?”

She lifts an eyebrow and points up and down her own body. “I’ve never in my life waited in a line. In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve got a lot going on.” She winks at me.

I can only nod as I take in her flawless figure. “Believe me, I’ve noticed. All fucking night.”

As soon as we approach the front door, the bouncer rakes his eyes up and down her body, immediately opens the rope, and lets us in, much to the audibly groaning malcontent of those in the long line.

As we enter the club, the music is pumping and there are bodies everywhere. I immediately spot Daylen on the dance floor. He’s kind of hard to miss, always towering over everyone. The man is a flat-out giant.

Daylen and Vance had a late practice tonight, or they would have joined us at the event.

He grins widely as he sees us approach. “If it isn’t the bigpussycat.” He nods toward the VIP area. “Vance has a booth and is holding court up there. Warning, he’s in a pissy mood.”

I let out a laugh. “He’s always in a pissy mood.”

“It’s a little extra today. I had to force him to come out.” He kisses Kam’s cheek and says to her, “Looks like you’re slumming it tonight.”

She smiles at him. “I’m open for business. You looking for some fun, hot stuff?”

I tighten my hold on her, but Daylen simply lets out one of his booming laughs. I know he would never go there. To his core, he’s a great guy.

He simply shakes his head. “No, but it looks like you are.”

“I’m always looking for trouble, you know that.”

I tug on her hand. “Let’s go find Vance.”

She shakes her head. “I’ll meet you up there. I want to dance for a bit.”

“I’ll dance with you.”

She pulls her hand away. “Don’t suffocate me. Go up to the booth. I’ll be there in a bit when I feel like it.”

Thirty minuteslater I’m sitting in the booth with Daylen and Vance. Daylen is swallowing some poor girl’s mouth whole, but Vance is looking at what I’ve been staring at since I sat down.

Kamryn is grinding between a man and a woman on the dance floor. The man is rubbing himself all over her ass, and she’s kissing the woman. Open-mouth, fulltongue kissing. Kamryn’s hands are squeezing the woman’s ass.

Vance lets out a moan. “Is it wrong that I’m completely turned on by this?”

I shake my head. “I might jerk off to this image every night for the rest of my life. Though I could do without the guy.”

He nods. “Yep, though I’m jealous of him.”

Kamryn breaks the kiss and looks up at me. After briefly making eye contact, she moves her body around so she’s now kissing the guy while the woman fondles her body. I turn my head. I can’t watch her kiss another guy. For whatever reason, watching her with a woman doesn’t bother me but a man does.

After fifteen more minutes of torture, she makes her way up to the booth with a big smile on her face. “Hey, boys. What are we drinking?”

I nod toward the beer bottle. “I ordered you your favorite beer.”

“Thanks, kitten. Find any hotties to your liking?”

I shake my head.

She shrugs. “You need to get laid. You’re bizarrely uptight tonight. You should find someone to take home. I might go home with that guy I was dancing with. He has a new puppy. I’m obsessed with puppies. I’m getting dozens of them the day I retire.”

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