Page 34 of Spur It On

Then something in the room crashed.

Chapter13

I quickly finishedup my shower. Wrapping a towel around my body and another on my hair, I hurried out to see what the hell had just happened. The first thing I saw was Ty's bag against the far wall. A few of his clothes had fallen out of it, but he was pulling on a pair of briefs.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"Oh, I should be asking you the same thing," he shot back. "I sat in here last night, listening to you fuck Tanner in the other room, and I didn't say shit, but when I make a move, you push me off?"

"What?" Because I'd had conditioner in my eyes. Never mind that he'd said he was ok with Tanner.

My mind was spinning. Ty looked pissed. Not a little annoyed, but like this was about to be a real big fight. The problem was that I didn't even know what I'd done wrong. One minute, everything had been great, and now this?

"I have waited a fuckingweek," he snapped. "Back in St. Louis, you didn't mind me being around, but as soon as we started traveling, you bailed on me to ride with J.D. You go out on a date with Tanner. Shit, then you fucked him all night long, and yeah, we could hear it, Cody."

"But you said it was ok," I reminded him.

"Yeah, it was all ok when I thought I'd be tag-teaming you with J.D.," he snapped. "Now I'm just the baggage. The guy you keep around for a little ego boost? What the fuck, Cody?"

"I don't know what I did!" I yelled.

"You put me last," he shot back. "I can't even fucking hit on you unless we're in our room, and when we are, you wanna talk about bulls, or scores, or sponsors. I've been trying, Cody. I didn't say shit when you bailed on me to ride with J.D. I didn't bitch when you got dressed up pretty to go out with Tanner. Shit, I didn't even get pissed when you fucked him. I mean, you made me work for it, but him? You just fell into bed with him, and I fuckinglet you!"

"You encouraged me," I reminded him.

"Because I didn't realize I'd be the one sitting on the sidelines," he roared. "I waited a whole day, but no, you don't wanna fuck me anymore, is that it?"

"I ride tomorrow!" I yelled just as the door between our rooms opened up.

"What the hell?" J.D. asked.

Ty just pointed at him. "You stay the fuck out of this."

"Like fuck I will," J.D. told him, taking a step into the room.

Ty just braced up, turning to face him. "Well, if you want in the middle, fine. Maybe you can explain to her why I'm a little pissed about getting pushed off."

"I had conditioner in my hair," I reminded him, throwing up my hands.

"The last time you were in my bed?" Ty sneered. "Last Saturday. That's a fucking week, Cody. Damned near. You think that don't hurt a little? And I was patient. I gave you time to have your fun, but the moment I try to get a little of your attention, you push me off and say no? How the fuck am I supposed to take that?"

My mouth flopped open. "I wanted to talk!"

"Always just talk," Ty grumbled.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," J.D. begged. "Dude, she's got a point."

"I told you to stay the fuck out of this," Ty warned him.

"And I told you to fuck off," J.D. shot back. He hadn't, but that clearly didn't matter to J.D. He also wasn't scared of stepping in closer to Ty. "She don't owe you a fuck, you dumbass. She's not one of those rubber fuck-dolls. Shit, I got a fleshlight in my bag you can use."

"Of course you do," Ty grumbled.

I just pulled the towel off my hair and tried to ring out the water, hoping to figure out where I'd messed up. At the same time, J.D. dragged a hand over his face, then grabbed Ty's shoulders, easing him down to sit on the edge of the bed. Oddly, that seemed to make Ty relax just a bit, almost like he was giving up.

"Bro," J.D. said, "it's different for girls, ok? You stick your dick in her, and it don't hurt you none. You ain't gonna pull a muscle or tear up your pussy, right?"

Ty huffed like that was the dumbest shit he'd ever heard.

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