“Gage, there are scrapes in there, too. How the hell did you even do that?”
“Sorry, babe, guess I was grabbing on to you too tightly.”
She didn’t think it was a very good apology considering he was wearing a shit-eating grin that was doing nothing but pissing her off.
“What about my face makes you think I’m enjoying what you did to my body?”
“You seemed to enjoy it at the time. In fact, I’ll probably get a complaint from the HOA from the noise you were making.”
“Gage, those were screams of pain. You’re too rough with me.”
“Oh, c’mon, haven’t you heard of BDSM?”
“Of course I’ve heard of it but that doesn’t mean I like it. And people usually, ya know, discuss things like that before they just do them.”
“Alright, alright. I promise I’ll go easier next time.”
Hailey put her underwear back on and slid under the covers, thinking about how he made this promise to her before. He slid up behind her and cupped one of her breasts in his hands to fall asleep.
Alright, maybe now she would take her therapist’s words seriously. He obviously wasn’t listening to hers.
Cherry Stems Group Chat
ABBY:Who do we play tonight? I can’t find my copy of the schedule
AVERY:[image attached] Here’s a copy! Looks like blue team this week
COLE:They’re going doooooown!
ABBY:Thanks, Avery!
COLE:Mandatory drinks after the game!
ELENA:Mandatory? Sounds like hazing, frat boy
COLE:I didn’t say you had to drink, I said you had to come. And I would love nothing more than to get you to come, Elena.
ELENA:[throwing up emoji] choke on a cherry, Durbin
HAILEY:Kids, play nice! Don’t make me turn this car around!
JOSH:There’s more sexual tension on this team than in an episode of Great British Bakeoff
RILEY:…what are you on?
COLE:and can you bring some more for mandatory drinks after the game?
AVERY:I love that show, and there is little to no sexual tension
JOSH:There’s a bunch right now, you should see this lady working this buttercream frosting
RILEY:Oh damn, are they using that long ass spatula? I love that shit
COLE:Okay I have to check out this show now
6
HAILEY TOOK A DEEP breath when she walked into the indoor sports complex and immediately regretted it. Besides an indoor soccer field, the complex housed a roller hockey rink. Between hockey pads and soccer shinguards, the odor of sweat always lingered. It must have been absorbed into the walls at this point.
