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He cuts me off. “Don’t you fucking lie to me, boy. I know you’ve seen a ton of cock in locker rooms. At least enough to tell me if he’s above average.”
“Not hard.” Also not necessarily true.
“Ronan, give me at least average or…”
I’m getting even more heated thinking about it. I know he’s going to see it in my cheeks and I’m not going to be able to lie to him. “It’s above.”
He stares. “How much above?”
“Not as big as me, but thicker…” I shrug with a smile.
He slaps me playfully. “You asshole.”
“What did I do?”
“Got the un-getable,andhe’s well endowed. Fuck’s sake. You’re both talented, too? Makes me sick.”
“Shut the fuck up. You can have anyone you want, and you know it.”I pet Venom, shocked he really doesn’t sleep with anyone. As hot and talented as he is I just assumed he was selective not celibate.
“I’m a picky bitch.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out, assuming it’s Ktytor, but it’s my aunt.
Aunt Emily: Can you come home?
Ice runs through my veins.
“Fuck.”
“What?” Archangel leans over trying to see my phone.
“My aunt just texted me. I’m assuming it’s something with my dad.”
“Fuck. Do you need a ride?”
I bite my cheek eyes tearing up. “If you don’t mind.”
“Of course not, my love.”
TWENTY-SEVEN
KTYTOR
“Is Seaborn injured?” Happy asks.
“Why the fuck would I know?” I retort but my chest gets tight.
“Just figured you saw the news.” Happy gives me a pouty face. “I know you hate him. This should make you happy.”
“I want to beat him, not for him not to be able to play.” I pull out my phone looking him up so I don’t have to drag it out of Happy.
“I guess that’s fair.”
But the article doesn’t give me any information. Surely he would have told me if he got injured? What the fuck could have happened?
Ktytor: Why aren’t you playing this weekend?
Seaborn: My dad is in the hospital.
