Making the Play by Megan Slayer

Author:Megan Slayer [Slayer, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Published: 2017-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Tyler headed to practice Monday afternoon. He’d slept well the night before and even remembered most of what he’d needed for his test. The lecture in his lit class hadn’t been as boring as he’d expected and the words had flowed as he’d added an entry to his blog. Life was good now that he had a positive influence in his relationship situation.

He switched into his jogging shorts and T-shirt before heading out to practice. He noticed Allan in the locker room but he couldn’t talk to him. At least he could ogle Allan’s ass in those tight pants.

Tyler ran through his battery of stretches and met up with the special teams unit. He worked for two hours on kicks, formations for trick plays and place holding for Stuart, the freshman kicker.

“Hey, you.” Allan jogged up to Tyler and swatted him on the ass. “Good practice so far?”

“Yeah.” He dropped his voice to a whisper. “I’ve had great scenery to look at.”

“Nice.” Allan winked. “Want to grab supper after practice? I could use some help with the medieval church flash cards. Test tomorrow.”

“Sure.” Tyler caught up with the rest of the field goal unit and spent the remainder of practice helping Stuart prepare for the scouts on Saturday.

Forty-five minutes later, Tyler strode into the locker room. He couldn’t wait to peel the sweaty clothes from his body and step under a hot shower. He toweled off his face and the back of his neck.

“Two days, no calls and no texts. What the fuck?” Blake snarled.

Tyler tensed. He hadn’t heard Blake behind him. Why did his ex insist on making his life miserable in the damn locker room? On the plus side, there were witnesses.

“So?” Blake shoved Tyler into the locker, smashing Tyler’s nose on the chilly metal. “What the hell is your problem?”

Tyler groaned. Blood dribbled down his upper lip. Fuck. He yanked his shirt up to wipe the mess from his face and glanced back at his ex. “I’ve been busy.” He shrugged to hide his fear. Flippancy with Blake wasn’t his best move, but with his nose aching and blood still streaming from his face, he didn’t give a fuck.

“How? With Clark?” Blake whipped Tyler around and pressed his back to the lockers. “Are you and that asshole bumping uglies?”

“For the love of God. Yes.” Blake would find out sooner or later if he didn’t know already. “I thought you’d talked to him. A phone call? Something to put the fear of Blake into him?”

“Fuck off.” Blake stepped up to him, his face millimeters from Tyler’s. “You are my piece of ass. Got that? I fuck you. Not him.”

“No thanks.” Tyler edged around Blake, trying to put some more space between them.

Blake grabbed Tyler’s arm before he could get away and slammed him into the lockers again.

“You little shit,” Blake snarled. “Worthless.”

“Excuse me.” Tyler shrugged, unable to free himself from Blake’s grasp. “You dumped me. I don’t belong to you.”

“The hell you don’t.” Blake grabbed a handful of Tyler’s shirt and smashed his fist into Tyler’s chest.

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