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Danny waves me off and heads to the bedroom. “Good night, wife. I love you.”
“I’ll be in soon.”
“Bow chicka bow wow,” I call after him.
Danny starts swaying his hips, and Chloe smiles from ear-to-ear, watching her husband act like the guy he’s always been.
“Never a dull moment?” CeCe asks Chloe.
“Not one.” She takes her hand. “I want that for you.” She looks at me. “And you.”
“You all want me back with Leland. That’s never going to happen.” I shake my head. “What is going to happen is, I’m going to find the young woman you asked me to find, and then you can decide what you want to do.” I turn to CeCe. “I dug into your friends—solid girls and rich as hell, both of them.”
“They work hard.”
“None of them have to. The O’Donnell girls have Daddy’s money, but Francesca, she’s got Daddy’s daddy’s money. Filthy rich.”
“Oh, please don’t tell me anymore. I don’t want to look at them differently.” She pouts.
“Understood. You wanna show me my room?”
“Yep.” We stand together. “You can have your pick. There are four empty ones upstairs.”
“This place is massive.”
“It’s pretty awesome,” she says, and this time, with a smile.
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3
Wednesday
“So, what did you think?” Ellis Steel, our team physical therapist, and shortstop Amias’ little dark-haired, curvy, and Greek as fuck wife, asks as I wipe down my mat.
I glance at Amias, and he shakes his head as he walks away.
“You and I have had an understanding since my intern days.” Ellis quirks a brow. “Don’t hold back.”
“You sure about that?”
“She can handle it.” Amias’ words are said with pride.
Fuck it, I think, and then I unleash.
“A bunch of beefy guys, all bulk and muscles, trying to contort themselves into positions only pretzels have any business being in.”
“That’s you feeling uncomfortable about doing something you deem feminine.”
“The word feminine alludes to the softer side of women.” I move my head from side to side. “There’s not much soft about the downward dog position.”
“What is it with men and the downward dog?” She rolls her eyes.
I glance at Steel again as he leans against the wall, toweling off his face, and decide to show some respect.
“I’m used to chasing after fly balls, but trying to imitate a pup’s morning stretch? I’m pretty sure me and half—” I pause and begin again. “No, scratch that—every damn one of the guys in here looked more like a confused baboon than a dog downward or otherwise.”
Steel tosses me a towel.
