Page 66 of Within Range


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“I’m not even sure she’ll stick around for the players’ lounge.”

Archer frowns at me. “Did something bad happen?”

Clearing my throat, I wait for Coach Morgan to move past us. When I’m confident we have adequate privacy, my head drops into my hands.

“Oh shit a fucking brick. You fucked her, didn’t you?!”

“Nope,” I mumble. “It’s arguably worse than that.”

When Archer doesn’t reply, I slowly turn my face toward him.

He just sits there, jaw popped open, staring back at me in horror.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I scold.

“Like what?”

“Like you’re judging me. We all know that you did some questionable shit in your time.”

His wince is an agreeable one. “True.”

“She walked in on me taking a shower.”

“Oh.”

“And I was jerking off to thoughts of her.”

“Fuck.”

When Archer doesn’t add anything else, I pinch the bridge of my nose, images of her tight body in tiny sleep shorts flashing through my mind.

“Say something,” I beg.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know …” I blow out. “Tell me the first thing that entered your head when I told you what happened.”

Archer rests his elbows on his knees, brows pinched together in thought. “Does she know that you were jerking to thoughts of her?”

I nod once. “If she was standing there for at least ten seconds, then she heard me speak her name.”

“This is bad.”

“Thanks for the observation, Captain Obvious.”

Archer rolls his eyes at me. “What are you going to do about it?”

I chew on my bottom lip as a wave of sadness washes over me. I’ve missed Billie and Blake so fucking much this past week, all because I couldn’t think of what to say each time I picked up my phone to message her.

“If she shows up tonight, then I’m going to engineer a way to get her alone. We need to talk, and it has to be face-to-face.”

A cunning smile grows on Archer’s face, and suddenly, it’s like I’m talking his language. “I can distract Scott with conversation while you bang his daughter’s brains out.”

“You’re a sick man. You know that, don’t you, Moore?”

His shoulders shake with laughter. “No more twisted than you.”

I fall silent, unable to argue with that logic.