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“You sound like an expert,” I groan. “Don’t tell me you found this out from Wyatt.”

Now she’s blushing.

“Actually, I did,” she confesses and mutters, “We’re kind of living together right now.”

“COME WHAT NOW?” I shriek.

Mack presses her hands to my lips.

“BITCH! You want the whole universe to know my shit?”

“What do you mean you’re living together?” I hiss. “Bitch, it’s almost a month, and my ass is only finding out you’re living with your ex, who you haven’t gotten over.”

“SHHH!” She hushes me. “W-We’re just compensating because my dorm is possessed by the devil.”

“Possessed by the devil?” I ask for clarification.

“Since I moved in there, it’s been nothing but problems. I didn’t luck out to get a suite like you and Dimitri because Caren with a C was losing her fucking mind because she lost the suite to Dimitri. Tried to say it was biased to have a guy have a suite and not a girl. I volunteered to give mine up, so I’d survive this internship without her bringing it up every shift, but it’s just filled with bad luck. The last straw was me almost falling out the window. So, Wyatt said I could stay in his place for now until they can figure out what’s going on.”

“So you’re not in our building but the one where the players are currently staying,” I confirm.

“Yup. It’s not very luxurious or anything, but it’ll do. I overheard a lot of the team members want to purchase up North and in the East, near the outskirts. That obviously means driving down, but a lot of the guys have trucks and jeeps. They can always carpool. Most of the remaining team members are finalizing their contracts.”

“They didn’t do that earlier?”

“I think the Pincers did. They were bragging about it earlier. Think theirs finalized today, which is why they’re in such a ‘good mood’ to let you guys come to share the gym in prep for your game,” she reveals. “Jayce got the highest deal among his team. I guess since he’s the captain and obviously a Winchester.”

“What’s the average the team got versus him?” I ask in curiosity.

“I think most of the team’s deals ranged from 100k to 300k. Apparently, the initial contracts that were signed had those numbers, but a few of the guys negotiated for higher and got between 300 to 500k.” Mack reveals. “Jayce purposely waited last and requested 750k with a three-year guaranteed renewal.”

“No way,” I gasp. “750? Literally, $750,000? And three years? That means no matter what happens, he’ll remain captain? That doesn’t make sense.”

“Basically, he talked to the higher-ups, people above Mr. Champion. I heard the CEO was a part of the phone call with some masked voice, so they can’t use it against him later on, but basically, they approved his deal with a twenty-five percent advance since it’s a new team and if it doesn’t work out, they’ll put Winchester on one of the teams, like Toronto Maple Leafs.”

“So, his career is set,” I conclude. “Smart as fuck.”

“That’s why he’s in such a good mood and encouraged Vipers to work out this morning,” Mack concludes with an eye roll.

“To brag about it throughout their entire workout session.”Typical childish behavior.“Why am I not surprised?”

“You dated him for what? Two years. Of course, you’re not surprised,” she acknowledges and pats my shoulders. “What’s your workout for today?”

“I think I’m gonna do some weights, but I haven’t run for a hot minute.”

“Let’s do sprints!” she encourages. “I think I saw Dimitri on the treadmill before you arrived.”

“Dimitri?” I questioned. “Dimitri hates running.”

“You sure?” She asks.

We begin walking to the rows of treadmills to see my partner in Viper nurse crime running on the treadmill.

More like dying on the treadmill.

“C’mon, Dessert. One more minute, and you’re done.”

“You’ve… been… saying… that… for… the… last… five… minutes,” Dimitri pants. I feel as though he’s fighting the urge to grab the handles to give him some sort of relief.

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