Listen Pitch by Vale Lani Lynn & Vale Lani Lynn

Author:Vale, Lani Lynn & Vale, Lani Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

How do you spell muscle? You don’t spell muscle, you flex it.

-T-shirt

Rhys

“What can you do for me?” I asked, handing the man that cleaned our uniforms Henley’s dress.

He looked at it with a raised eyebrow.

“If you can get grass and dirt stains, as well as blood stains, out of white jerseys, I’m pretty sure you can handle this,” I teased him in reply to his skepticism.

He grunted. “I’ll see what can do,” he replied in his thickly accented English.

Roddie, originally from Venezuela, was still learning to communicate, so sometimes it was slow going. He seemed to get what I wanted, though and nodded before placing the dress on top of the other uniforms.

“I fix.”

I gave him a high five and headed out to practice, a spring in my usually sedate step.

Today was going to be a good goddamn day. I guaranteed it.

***

Two hours later, I found myself trying to hold off a headache—and I was failing.

“Why do you have a dress hanging up in your locker?”

I grinned and pulled it out, inspecting it for any lingering stains that may be there.

There wasn’t any.

“My wife got all that blood on it after the game. I gave it to Roddie to see if he could get all of the stains out,” I explained, then turned to Gentry. “What’s it to you?”

Gentry held his hands up. “Nothing. I was just curious. I mean, it’s not every day a person has a dress hanging in a locker of an all men’s locker room.”

That was true.

“Fine,” I said, slightly stilted. “Sorry, I’m having a bad day.”

And I was. I’d been doing well until about halfway through practice when my sister had called with the news that she thought she was in labor. That was when the headache had magnified.

“Why, because the media found out about your bride, and they’re questioning why a man like you would be interested in a simpleton like her?” Came Manny’s question.

I looked over, anger starting to roll off of me in waves, and stared at the little prick.

The asshole was holding up a newspaper, and he was reading it.

When he realized that he’d caught my attention, he turned the paper around and showed me what he was looking at.

I gritted my teeth when I saw Henley on the front page of the sports section.

What saved Manny’s pretty face was the fact that he was reading, verbatim, what was quoted in the newspaper.

“Who wrote that article?” I asked, quiet and controlled.

Manny flipped the page, then said, “Says ‘Dodger Field.’”

Dodger Field.

That motherfucker!

“Hmm,” I said as I carefully hung the dress back up, so I didn’t completely shred it in my anger. “Is he the one that wrote that article on your wife?”

I looked over at Furious George, and he nodded. “One and the same. Also happens to be my goddamn brother-in-law.”

The article I was referring to was one that decided the public needed to know exactly why George and his wife had divorced and then had continued a three-part serial on the two of them getting back together, and explaining how they wouldn’t last.

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