LIAM

The bathe is bliss, and the one factor to get me out from underneath the recent spray is understanding that Rachel’s ready for me. It was the best shock seeing her sitting within the stands. I do not know how she received in, however I’m not complaining.

With a smile, I seize a towel, patting down my face and chest earlier than wrapping it round my waist. The temper within the locker room is gentle and jovial, in all probability because of Coach ribbing me about my girlfriend.

I grin as extra hassles are fired my method, whipping off my towel and flicking it at Riley when he will get a little bit too mouthy. The child’s grown in confidence a lot this 12 months. It’s nice to see him popping out of his shell.

However he nonetheless must know his place, and it’s with a lot satisfaction that I hear his yowl after I snap the sting of my towel on his naked thigh.

“Fuck, Liam.” He spins with a scowl that’s already breaking into a smile as Ethan provides his shoulder a light-weight shove.

“Watch your mouth, child.” He laughs, mussing up Riley’s moist hair.

The amount within the locker room rises as we throw a number of pleasant insults Riley’s method, however his comeback is reduce in half by a terror-filled scream simply because the door bursts open.

“What the hell?” somebody yells. “Hey! You’ll be able to’t go in there!”

“Liam!” Rachel shouts, bolting into the room and working at me like she’s being chased by a pissed-off polar bear.

“Ray.” I attempt to seize her in my arms, however she strikes round me, cowering behind my again. She’s moist and shivering, her garments icy chilly as they brush in opposition to my naked pores and skin.

What the hell occurred to her?

I’m about to ask when there’s a scuffling sound outdoors the door, adopted by a grunt after which a roar. “Rachel!”

“What the fuck?” Ethan murmurs, shifting to dam her from no matter’s coming.

He’s not the one one. As my palms attain round behind me, pulling her in opposition to my again, a wall of hockey muscle types in entrance of us.

Whichever asshole is shouting her identify barges by way of the door and comes up brief as he’s met with a mass of riled testosterone.

Half the fellows are nonetheless bare from their showers—wrapped in towels or simply standing there like me, utterly naked.

“Can we make it easier to?” Asher growls.

The man stumbles again a bit, wiping blood from his nostril earlier than pointing a shaking finger at her.

“She owes me,” he snarls. “I’m simply right here to get what’s rightfully mine.”

“Fuck off, peewee,” Casey warns him, however the little shit doesn’t pay attention.

“She’s mine! Hand her over. Now!”

“I’m not yours,” Rachel mutters in opposition to my shoulder, then huffs and strikes out from behind me. It’s an effort to let her go and try this, however she flicks my arms off with shocking pressure, her head popping up between Riley’s and Baxter’s shoulders. “I’m not yours, Theo.”

Theo?

Effectively, fuck me.

My palms curl into fists earlier than I can cease them.

“I don’t belong to anyone. You’ll be able to’t personal me.” Rachel lifts her chin. “And I don’t owe you something.”

“That cash was mine!”

“It was ours!” she yells again. “I earned that cash too! I labored my ass off for us, and also you simply stood by whereas your pal beat the shit out me!”

Her voice rises to a roar as she muscle tissues her method between Baxter and Riley.

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