Black Promises: A Dark New Adult Romance by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel [Hamel, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-04T16:00:00+00:00

16

Jarrod

After football practice the next day, I hit the weights hard.

“God damn, Jarrod, you are truly a monster.” Des gave me an approving look as I finished squatting my personal best. “Seriously, I’m pretty sure you could deadlift a freaking cow.”

“Cows aren’t the right shape for a deadlift,” Addler said. “Maybe something like a really big snake?”

“He could deadlift my cock then,” Des said.

“Fuck off,” I grumbled, smiling despite myself.

Des laughed and did bicep curls in the mirror.

Addler leaned up against the wall while I toweled some sweat off. Calvin finished up on the rowing machine, out of breath.

“You doing okay?” Addler asked quietly as Des started cracking jokes at Calvin, who smiled but mostly ignored him. “You’ve been on edge lately.”

“Have I?”

“I don’t think the other guys notice, but I definitely do. You’ve been a little more reckless on the field lately.”

I didn’t meet his gaze. Fucking Addler. Sometimes I thought my friends were a bunch of self-absorbed assholes, but they had the ability to surprise me still.

“I’m fine. Just dealing with stress.”

“Is it home stuff?” Addler was nearly whispering now.

I shook my head. “No, that’s been fine.”

“Good, because if you ever need something—”

“I said it’s fine.”

Addler grimaced like I’d hit him and I instantly felt bad about snapping. He knew about my stepfather—he saw bruises once when I got changed, asked a few pointed questions, and mostly figured it out on his own. The other guys didn’t know, and I appreciated him for keeping his mouth shut, but sometimes he got involved in things that weren’t his business.

“All right, brother. I hear you. Just saying, whatever you need.”

Calvin drifted over then, taking a long drink from his water. Des went back to doing curls, grunting along to a song blasting from his headphones.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you something,” Calvin said, sitting on the weight bench. Sweat dripped off his muscular arms and he looked at me with that dispassionate stare of his. It was almost disconcerting, if I wasn’t aware that he did that shit on purpose to knock people off balance.

“Yeah, what’s that?” I wanted to extract myself from this conversation but I didn’t know how to do it without making them more suspicious. Calvin looked at me like he wanted to crack my skull open and read my brain.

For all I knew, that was exactly what he wanted. Calvin played up the whole quiet and scary thing, but I knew him better than anyone else. He was a rich kid at heart, and he was into some sick and twisted shit, same at me. Fights got him off, violence made his pulse pound, and women were nothing but toys to be used and tossed aside. He pretended like he had a conscience, but when the time came to do the right thing, Calvin did the fun thing more often than not.

None of us were good people. Addler tried, but drinking and smoking weed took precedent over everything else. Des was the most honest about his

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