Curvy for Him: The Quilter and the Quarterback (Curvy for Him Series Book 7) by Annabelle Winters

Author:Annabelle Winters [Winters, Annabelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rainshine
Published: 2019-10-06T16:00:00+00:00

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THREE DAYS LATER

GALE

“What have I done?” I whisper as I watch Gun announce on TV that he won’t be accompanying the Philadelphia Firestorm on their West Coast trip. The past few days have been a whirlwind of horror, like the decision I made to walk into that locker room has sent the entire universe spiraling into chaos, like all that crap about destiny and meant-to-be, about fate and forever, about love and happiness is total nonsense, just evidence that both Gun and I are insane and immature, childish and out of control.

We haven’t spoken since the police showed up at the stadium and arrested Gun for assault. He was released in a few hours—the reporter chose not to press charges. I guess he expected to settle out of court for a big payout—which is exactly what happened earlier today. Fair enough. Gun did some serious damage. That guy’s smile is never gonna be the same again.

I feel a wave a guilt go through me as I almost smile at the memory of Gun unleashing on that snake of a reporter. I’m violently opposed to any sort of violence, but I can’t help but feel a strange warmth at the way Gun reacted to that pig’s crude taunts. I’ve always been a big girl, and although I have my own insecurities just like anyone, my size or weight has never been a major issue for me. Still, I’m sensitive to any kind of body-shaming or fat-shaming, and the way Gun reacted makes me tighten my jaw and nod my head as I can’t help but think that the reporter deserved it, that if the public knew what the guy said they’d applaud Gun for doing what he did.

But of course the public won’t know about it, because as the news show flips back to the newscaster, I hear about the out-of-court settlement with the reporter. A pay-off involving an undisclosed sum. And a nondisclosure agreement about everything involving the incident.

Everything, including the photographs.

I sigh and shake my head as I wonder for a moment if Gun knew exactly what he was doing when he let himself lose control and pop the reporter upside the head a few times. If he’d just let the guy walk out of there, there’d be scandalous pictures all over the web by now. This way Gun and his lawyers made the photographs and story part of the nondisclosure agreement—most certainly for an additional price.

I sigh again as I look at my phone. No new texts. Not a single missed call. I blink and walk to the window, fighting back a choking feeling as I remind myself that what happened three days ago might well turn out to be exactly what it would have looked like to anyone watching: A rich, powerful athlete banging some chick in his locker room after a game. Meaningless. Immediately forgotten. One of many.

The breeze blows through the wispy fingers of the weeping willow that’s been outside my bedroom window my entire life and will probably still be there when I’m dead and buried.

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