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Good fucking luck.
But the one round’s all we have in us. We die on the same couch, watching the second Back to the Future movie, unable to mutter a word. It’s nice being able to do nothing together. I sigh and exhale a hum. Sutter stirs.
“I know that hum.” He pats my leg. “Time to feed you, Alderchuck.”
I don’t know how he can move at this point, but he does. “How does me humming mean food, Sutter?”
My stomach growls. He raises his brows.Point proven. Fine. I might be hungry, but it’s disturbing that he knew before I did. Iroll to my side, groaning about my bumps and bruises, enjoying the view of naked Sutter. Then my phone buzzes on the coffee table. It’s a message from Milton.
My heart races.
Milton
Check your email.
Fuck. It’s not good. I know it’s not good. Nothing good comes from Milton generally. That applies doubly at midnight. I sit up, but I can’t check my email. I stare at Milton’s text.
Sutter sets a plate of cheeses, meats, and crackers in front of me, along with what looks like a protein shake. “Baby?” he says.
I rub my hands over my face. “Um, yeah.” I show him the text.
“Well? Did you read the email?”
“Of course, not. I didn’t … fuck. It’s gonna be bad and I can’t look. You do it.”
He swipes the phone from me and heads into my emails. I don’t like the grimace on his face. “Fuck. Fucking Goddamn Milton. I knew he was up to something.”
By the way he huffs, I know he doesn’t want to tell me what he’s seen. He might know my hums, but I know his huffs.
“Look, it’s all gonna be okay?—”
“Clothes. I need some fucking clothes.” I don’t know what’s happening, but the panic’s consumed me. There’s a weight pressing heavily on my chest. I can’t pull a breath. My eyes dart around the room for an exit.
There’s a tight grip on my wrist and then a yank. My body slaps against Sutter’s solid one. I can’t move, trapped in strong arms. I don’t know where he gets the strength after a game.
“Are you gonna calm the fuck down? I’m not telling you until you do. I will tie your ass to something.”
I let my muscles go slack, nodding, leaning into him for support.
“There’s going to be a meeting. Milton sent pictures he clearly got from my phone to them. The owners of your team want to meet with you in person.”
“What the fuck?”
“I don’t know how he managed this one, but trust me, it’s not gonna go well for him.”
“You don’t know that, Sutter. The Arovinis don’t meet with players just because. Fuck. I’ll be kicked off the team. They’ll kick Stacey off for good measure.” I tug at my hair. “He can’t take another hit like this right now.”
“You don’t know they’ll do any of that. I’ve seen the kind of hits your brother can take. Give him more credit. He’ll be fine.”
“Easy for you to fucking say, Sutter. How could you let this happen?”
I fight my way out of his grip, and streak like an angry tornado through the hallways toward the bedroom, hellbent on my finding my clothes. Sutter’s hot on my heels.
My sweats are tangled with his on the floor. I snatch them up and hop into them, not bothering with underwear.
“Stop acting like a child, Alderchuck.”
“Child? This is my life, Sutter, and it’s all your damn fault.”
