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eyes wide—hell, if I didn’t know better myself, I’d think he was getting sucked off right now. I hold my hand out waiting for said key. He digs in his pocket, pulls out his key chain, and struggles to get it off the ring.
    “Can I stay here tonight?”
    “Yeah, because Riley’s out of town, but after that, you need to make other arrangements. And for the love of God, stay away from women for the time being.” It’s hard to believe someone can be that stupid. That’s when I decide I’ll never commit to a woman until I know with absolute certainty that she’s the one.
    Dropping my duffle in my room, I pick up my phone and call Riley.
    “Hey, sis, I need your help. Can you bring Gina to a game with you?”
    “Being that I’m in California right now, I don’t think that’s going to work.”
    “I don’t mean today, smartass. I mean like the weekend after next.”
    “Why Gina?” She wants to know.
    “Why not Gina?”
    “I dunno. Just curious.”
    “She’s fun, not to mention hot,” I say. “Can you do it?”
    “I’ll ask. Just beware. She’s not the settling down type.”
    A gust of laughter bursts from within me. “What the hell, Ri? Who said anything about settling down? I just want to get to know her a little better so maybe I can ask her out.”
    “Well, you already fucked her, so don’t you know her well enough?”
    “Wow. That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it? Don’t you like her?”
    “I do. Just being cautious for you, bro.”
    I pause a moment. “Since when have you been so protective of me?” I ask.
    She quiets. “Okay, I’ll ask. But if anything goes down that isn’t good between you two, don’t blame it on me.”
    “Why the hell would I do that?”
    “And don’t put me in the middle. I want to be her friend, you know?”
    “Okay, okay. Gotcha. Just let me know a good day for you two. And thanks, Ri.”
    “You got it.”
    After we end the call, I think about how weird it all was. It almost sounded like Riley was jealous of me being with Gina. Like she wanted to be her friend only. She’s never done that before, so why now? Maybe I’m just imagining things.
    Next on my list is to google that sex club. I need to find out all about it. Maybe I’ll take a trip there myself this weekend if I have the opportunity. Check things out, see what it’s all about. I’m sure one of the guys would be happy to go with me. Who in their right mind wouldn’t want to watch people having sex out in the open?
    When I pull it up online, it looks a lot classier than I imagined. The best thing about it is you have to sign an NDA when you enter and no cameras or phones are allowed inside. That’s good for me. I wouldn’t want my picture to show up online in connection with a sex club. Wouldn’t be good for my reputation.
    The next day at practice, I hit up one of my teammates, David Lester—a third baseman, to see if he wants to head over to Asheville for the weekend.
    “What’s all the way in Asheville?” David asks.
    “You know, it’s cooler since it’s up in the mountains. The leaves might be starting to change colors since fall’s here, and I want to check out this cool club I’ve been hearing about. There are supposed to be some hot women who go there.”
    “I’m in.”
    “Great. We’ll leave Saturday late afternoon since we don’t have a game.”
    “Sounds good. Do you want to get us reservations someplace to stay overnight?” he asks.
    “Yeah, I’ll take care of it.”
    That night I make reservations at The Grove Park Inn, which is an old yet exclusive hotel that is close to the club.
    On Saturday, we hit the road, and David talks nonstop. I swear, he’s part woman. He’s worse than my sister. The only thing he gives me a chance to say is, “Uh huh.” He gives me the rundown on everything from the new boxer briefs he bought online to the car he’s thinking about buying for his sweet grandmother who lives outside of some small town in the middle of a cornfield in