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she has this super secretive look in her eyes that has me wanting to interrogate her for more information.
    But Fletcher beats me to it. “What do you know that you aren’t telling?” he asks.
    “Nothing. But if I did, I wouldn’t share anyway. Like Ryder said, I’m her bestie. My lips are sealed. And I’m talking super glued.”
    “Women. You always stick together,” Fletch says with a chuckle.
    Cassidy gets up and moves next to him. “You love it. Look what it did for us.”
    “Yeah, look.”
    Then they start to fucking make out like teenagers, and I want to puke up my breakfast. Good God, didn’t anyone tell them that it was rude to show too much PDA? I look over at Mark and make a gag face. He laughs.
    “Cut it out, you two,” I finally say.
    Fletch pulls his mouth off her with a pop and says, “I’m not sorry, man. I don’t get enough of her since we live apart during the week.”
    “Yeah, yeah, yeah. I gotta go shower and get ready for my flight.”
    Six hours later, my plane lands in Charlotte. I can’t say I’m happy to be home, but maybe going back to work will take my mind off things. I keep staring at the tiny piece of paper that Cassidy pressed into my hand right before I left. All it said was Whips And Cuffs—Asheville. My thoughts are that this must be the sex club Gina frequents sometimes. Maybe Cassidy was trying to point me in this direction. Whatever. The problem is, I have to wait until the weekend since it’s about a two and a half hour drive from here. This weekend would work since we don’t have any games, but it’s anyone’s guess if Gina will be there. I might have to get some help from Cassidy or Fletcher if I’m going to make this work. In the meantime, maybe I can get Riley to ask Gina to one of my games.
    When I get to my condo downtown, one of my teammates is crashed there.
    “What the hell, Robinson?” I say. “I didn’t give you a key so you could move in here.”
    He hangs his head and looks like hell. “Sorry, man. My wife kicked me out.”
    “Aw, fuck. What happened?”
    “She caught me with that cheerleader.”
    I could kick his ass. He has the sweetest wife of any of the guys on the team. “Listen, dude. I hate to say this, but you deserve it. You know how I feel about Kristie. I love that woman of yours. Why the hell did you fuck around on her?”
    He rubs his face, shaking his head. “I know. I royally screwed up, man. What am I gonna do?”
    “Suck it up and do whatever it is she wants.”
    “That’s just it, man. She won’t even talk to me.”
    “So what went down?” I ask.
    “We were all at the team picnic. You know which one? It’s the one you missed. But, yeah, Delilah shows up and pulls me behind this building and starts blowing me.”
    “So, Robbie, what you’re saying is she gave you absolutely no chance of saying—Gee, my wife, Kristie, is right over there, and I don’t think this is very appropriate. Not to mention I love my wife?”
    “I know, man. I suck.”
    “No, Delilah does.”
    He grins and says, “Man, does she ever. Like a fucking Dyson.”
    “Dammit, Rob! Get your shit straight here!”
    “Okay, okay! So yeah, that’s what happened, and I must’ve been gone too long or maybe it was the groans or something, but Kristie came a looking and there we were, me standing there with my cock and balls deep in Delilah’s throat.”
    “Is that it?” I asked the question as a joke, but there was more.
    “No, she had her finger up my ass, too.”
    “You have shit for brains, Robinson. End of story. Find a good lawyer. That’s my advice. And I hope you lose your ass because you deserve it. Sorry. Not sorry.” I get ready to walk to my room, but then say, “Oh, I need my key back. You can’t stay here. You know my sister lives here now, and this won’t work. Besides, if she finds out what you did to Kristie, she’ll kick your ass all the way to the moon.”
    The look on his face is priceless. Jaw slack and hanging open,