I shoot a glance down the hall.
Reporters know where we stay.
This isn’t good.
Max grunts out a frustrated sigh, grabs me by the collar with his non-pitching arm, and hauls me into his room. “Why can’t you use your room?”
“Lady Fireballs ambushed me and I didn’t think they’d leave and I really don’t want the press reporting that I host my teammates’ wives in my room all the time.” Mostly because they’ll twist it to make Waverly look worse whenI’mthe damn hornball.
“Do you seriously have to have sex to play good?”
I wince. “Yes.”
“How long?”
“Basically my whole career.”
“No, dumbass, I mean, how long can you go between games without having sex? Because your game was shit until last week, and if this thing’s serious with Waverly, which it has to be sinceyou don’t fucking redecorate your house with ice sculptures and streamers for women ever, then you’re fucked. She’s busier than we are, and she won’t be—god, I can’t believe I’m saying this—regularly available to help you with your—” He cuts himself off by gesturing to my crotch.
This is not getting better. “Can I please make a phone call in private in here?”
“No.”
I turn to go. I’ll try Luca. Henri’s traveling with him, and she’s a softie. The fact that she wasn’t involved in the ambush gives me hope that she’d take my side.
Unless they’re screwing.
He had a good game.
They’re probably screwing.
Fuck.
“How serious is this, Cooper?” Max repeats.
The bathroom.
I duck under his arm, slam the door shut, lock it, and then squat on the floor and drop two towels over my head while I’m dialing Waverly’s number.
Towels are important.
They muffle the echo.
Not that I’ve done this before to plan a prank or anything.
I dial her number, and miracle of miracles, she picks up on the first ring. “I didn’t leak to the press,” I blurt.
“Cooper Rock,” a voice that is not Waverly’s answers.
Thisvoice makes my nuts retract into my body at a speed and depth that make me believe I might’ve just gone through puberty in reverse.
I’m a little afraid to hear my own voice, and I wonder if the beard I started growing last week is spontaneously falling out too.
No hair on the floor.
Good sign.
Although, it’s a little dark under these towels. I’ll have to check again in a few.
