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“Okay… ummmmm… he’s an athlete.”
Her eyes widened cartoonishly, and her jaw dropped. “An athlete?” I nodded. “Are we talking minors or pros?”
“Pro-athlete.”
“Benchwarmer or starter?”
“Definitely a starter.” Monica clutched her stomach. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“All this excitement is starting to get to me. Is he hot?”
I stared at Hart’s profile picture and had to stop myself from hungrily licking my lips. The word ‘hot’ didn’t do the man justice. He was so fine that an entire word needed to be created and added to the Merriam-Webster dictionary to describe him.
I cleared my throat. “I don’t wish to objectify the man, but he’s very attractive.”
“Damn. What sport does he play?”
Should I say? It should be fine as long as I don’t narrow it down to a team.
“Hockey.”
She gasped. “I’m speechless.”
“You’re speaking now.”
She waved a hand in front of her face in agitation as if she were swatting away a fly. “Stop being so literal. Hurry up and respond to him.”
I nervously chewed on my bottom lip as I gathered myself.
I’m not one to get anxious, but when you have Hart ‘Hartbreak’ Myers in your inbox looking to break you off a little something and grease your palms, you start to sweat a little bit under the boobs.
I inhaled and exhaled deeply before reading his message.
Hi, Vera.
My name is Hart Myers, and I play for the Washington Warriors. I came across your profile, and you piqued my interest. You’re a beautiful woman, and we both have the potential to meet each other’s expectations. I’m seeking a discreet, exclusive arrangement that’ll last throughout the season. You will be required to attend some away games. I’m flexible around your school schedule, and although you didn’t mention it, I’m also prepared to cover your travel expenses.
If you’re interested in discussing our potential arrangement further, you can message me on the app or hit me up on Instagram @HarttrickXIV.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Hart
“What did he say?” Monica asked impatiently. I glanced up to find her sitting on the edge of the bed.
“He basically said that we could potentially be a good match and that he would cover my travel expenses to games. He told me to hit him up if I’m interested.”
“And you’re interested, right?”
Nobody else was knocking down my door, ready to throw thousands of dollars my way. I’d be an idiot not to respond.
“I think I am.”
***
For the next several hours, I tried to focus on studying instead of checking my phone for Hart’s response. During one of my many study breaks, I scrolled through his IG posts. The man was a professional thirst trapper, and the girlies stayed feral in his comments.
No judgment because I’m right there with them.
