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Hayes shrugged. “I got caught up in the moment, man.”
“Does this mean I can call you Tyler now?”
“Do you wanna fuckin’ die?”
“If I had to die, I can’t think of a better place to do it than lying naked next to you on my bed…Tyler.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, piss off with the sappy shit, eh?” Hayes got up, off the bed and went across the hall to the bathroom, before coming back, handing some tissues to Ryan and putting his boxers and pants back on. “I’m gonna head out. I still gotta pack.”
“Fuck me and run, huh? After all we’ve been through?” Ryan teased, cleaning himself off and pulling his shorts back on.
“Yeah, that’s it. I have no more use for you now that I’ve massacred your tight, virgin asshole.”
“That was way harsh, Ty,” Ryan said, getting up from the bed and following Hayes to the front door, bummed that he didn’t pick up on his perfectly timed Clueless reference. “Seriously? Nothing?”
“Hey. I’m gonna miss you,” Hayes said softly, grabbing his hand. “I already can’t wait to get back to you.”
“Me too. I mean, I’m gonna miss you, not me. Unfortunately for me, I’m stuck with me.”
“When you coming back?”
“When’s the first practice?”
“The 29th, I think.”
“Probably the 28th then.”
“That’s what I was thinkin’, too.” Hayes opened the door, kissed Ryan, and stepped out into the hallway. “Have fun at home, and I’ll see you soon. Number 47.” He winked at Ryan.
“I don’t follow. Aren’t you number 47?”
“Yeah, but so are you. The jersey? That’s kinda the other reason I wanted to give it to you. You’re…number 47 for me.”
Ryan furrowed his brow. “I thought you said you were at 44 after Mar?”
“I was. And then there was a stripper out in Dallas…”
“Oh, Hayes. You banged a stripper?”
“What? You never banged a stripper, Mr. 500-Plus?”
“I have not.”
“‘Bout the only thing you haven’t banged then. And there was a chick at Hughesy’s beach house. So, numbers 45, 46, and,” he said, poking Ryan’s chest. “Number 47.”
“But how did you know we would…”
Hayes smirked.
Ryan nodded.
“Merry Christmas…Ryan.”
“Merry Christmas…Tyler.”
Happy Day, Alex and Davis (37)
“What time did you want me to order the food?” Amara asked, stocking the fridge with beers.
