Page 91 of Play to Win

Back downstairs, I find Lacey in the kitchen just ending a call on her phone.“I ordered more pizza,” she says.“I hope that’s okay.”

“Sure.Gotta feed our guests.”

I’m not exactly an experienced host.Back in Vegas, even when I was home, I was usually working.I pick up the beer I left on the counter and saunter out to the patio.

“Hey, Théo,” Wyatt calls, standing.We move together for a bro shake.“Good to see you.”

“You too.”

“Should I call you boss?”he asks with a smirk.

“Yes.You absolutely should.”

I don’t know Wyatt well, but we were drafted in the same year and met then.

“This is my buddy Malcolm.”He introduces me to the guy I haven’t met.

I grab an empty chair next to Lacey.She’s chatting away to Everly about the hat she started knitting after their trip to some yarn store the other day, but flashes me a smile.I had no idea Everly liked to knit.Apparently, they both also want to take a cake-decorating course.

“What are you up to for the rest of the summer?”I ask Wyatt.

“I’m working with Matt Heller,” he says, mentioning a former player who now runs an elite conditioning facility for athletes.“So I’ll be around.I may take one more trip back home before training camp.”

“Matt has a great reputation.”

“Yeah, I’m sure he’s gonna kick my ass.”

Conversation flows until our pizza arrives.I pay for it while Lacey carries it into the kitchen and pulls plates out of the cupboard.She put the pizza I brought into the oven to keep it warm, so she slides it out too, then calls to everyone to come help themselves.

She added a tossed salad to the order, which is good because the women all seem to want that.We all fill our plates and go back outside.The setting sun creates a magnificent view over the ocean and a mellow, relaxed feeling washes down through me.

It’s an unfamiliar feeling.I’ve been told I’m wound a bit tight.I know I’m intense when it comes to my work, and I like structure and predictability.I’m not sure if I like feeling this way ...

“There’s no such thing as a shower or a grower.A guy’s penis is either small and gets bigger when it’s erect, or it’s big and it gets bigger when it’s erect.That shower versus grower thing is a myth.”

My head whips around to see Wyatt smirking at Everly.What the hell are they talking about?

“Hmm.”Everly taps her chin.“I’ll have to conduct some research on that theory.”

Wyatt’s smirk slips.

“The penis is just a muscle,” Manny adds.“When blood flows into it, it gets bigger.It’s all about elasticity.And it’s better to be a grower.Your junk is better protected when flaccid, but more impressive when erect.”

Everly scoffs.“Come on.Every guy wants to be a shower.I have three brothers.You guys all get naked together.Are you telling me you don’t sneak a glance at each other and compare yourselves?”

Lacey and Taylor are laughing their asses off at this conversation, and I shake my head, a smile tugging my lips.

“So size does matter?”Wyatt challenges Everly.

“Well.”She again presses a finger to her chin.“What really matters is functionality.”

“True,” Lacey chimes in.

“I agree,” Taylor says.“As a heterosexual woman, I do have an appreciation for the male organ and the pleasure it can bestow.But every woman has personal preferences when it comes to peen.”

“Sure,” Lacey agrees.“Long, short, thick, thin ...”

“Circumcised or uncut,” Taylor adds.

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