Page 129 of Over the Moon

I turned to look at Coach, dreading the look that I was going to see there.

He just stared at me.

Disappointment and hurt were easy to read.

“I’m sorry, Coach,” I said. “I wanted to talk to you.Wewanted to talk to you.”

“Yet you didn’t.” His voice was low, and he sounded exhausted.

“What was he going to tell you? That he was banging your daughter?” Randall said from behind me, and I whipped around again, dying to lay into the fucker.

Lefty moved to stand in front of Coach, while Weston and Wizz held on to me.

“Clark, you need to calm the fuck down,” Weston hissed.

I scrubbed a hand down my face, turning to face Eloise’s father. “We were afraid to involve you. This is not something casual. I love her. She loves me. We want to be together. But this fucking contract had her nervous that she would lose her job, that she would embarrass you.”

“Well, she’s correct about that,” Randall said.

This fucking guy.

“Listen, if you want to fire her, then you should be cutting me from the team, as well. We both broke the contract. And I promise you, if she leaves, I will not be signing with this team next year. I’m a free agent after this season, and I will not stay here if you choose to fire her because we fell in love. I’m not the first person on this team to meet the woman he loves,” I said, still facing Coach.

“You should have come to me,” Sebastian said, and I turned to look at him.

“We were going to. We haven’t been back that long. We were trying to figure it out. Her father is the coach of this team, and she was concerned about how this would affect him.”

“You’d leave this team for a fucking woman?” Randall got in my face, and Lefty stepped so close to Randall that it forced him to step back.

Sebastian groaned and picked up the phone, requesting security again.

“You don’t have to have me escorted out of this building, Sebastian. I will happily walk out on my own, as Eloise would have done, as well.” I turned to look at him.

He moved to the door just as there was a knock, and Bullet stood there, looking between us.

“Please escort Randall to his office for his things, and then walk him to his car. He is not to stop and speak to anyone. Randall, I’ll be in touch.”

“Excuse me? You’re escortingmeout of the building? Your father will have your ass, kid.” He moved toward Sebastian, squaring his shoulders.

“I don’t think so, Randall.” Sebastian arched a brow. “Not with all the people who have come forward about the affair thatyou’rehaving with a staff member, not to mention the fact that I’m fairly certain you went through Eloise’s desk and took that notebook, taking the time to make copies of something that wasn’t your property. You’ve broken a dozen violations all on your own. So I’d stay very quiet right now and walk away before you make this worse for yourself.”

I was surprised that Sebastian had put Randall in his place.

Randall glared at him and then did the same to Coach and me, before storming out of the room, bumping his shoulder aggressively into Bullet.

“You touch me again, and we’re going to have a problem,” Bullet said as he left the office with Randall.

“Weston, Wizz, Lefty, you can all leave. I appreciate you coming here with Chadwick, but I need a few minutes alone with him and Coach. I’d appreciate it if you’d keep what’s happened between us,” Sebastian said.

“Just know, if he goes, we go,” Wizz said.

“Damn straight. We’re a team. And Doc is part of that team now, too. Remember that.” Weston winked at me.

I nodded before staring down at my hands because I fucked up royally by not coming forward. I should have insisted. I should have been a man and handled this.

Eloise had been in this room dealing with all of this without me by her side.

When the door closed, I glanced over at Coach, but he just stared straight ahead. No emotion on his face.

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