Deker chuckles. “He’s asking if there is any sword crossing.”
I’m gonna fuck somebody up.
“Sword cross—Oh, you and Yakov?”
“What about me and Yakov?”
“Nothing.” Orren responds immediately. “I just…you’re both so…who catches?”
“Jesus.” I drop my head back to my shoulders and chuckle. I can’t even be mad, poor kid has so much to learn. “I’m not discussing my sex life with you. This might literally be a locker room, but I’m not engaging in locker room talk. All you need to know is that I love them both with everything I’ve got, and I will defend them and our relationship by any means necessary.”
“Hey, hey, hey. No need for that mafia mentality in here. We’re just curious. It’s kind of out of left field.” Forrest tries to diffuse the tension. “Have you and Yak been together this whole time? You didn’t have to keep your relationship a secret; we would have supported you and your prostate partner.”
I lean against my locker and laugh. “Prostate partner?” Forrest shrugs with a goofy grin. “The three of us started dating a couple weeks ago. But it’s…it’s not casual.”
“We get it.”
“Get what?”
Dante opens his locker next to mine. “You and Yak have always been tight. We’re surprised but not surprised. It makes sense. And Sophia is the nicest of the Goldman girls, right?” I nod with a smile. She is the nicest, Blanche would be honored if someone noticed. “She’s the softness you two need.”
“She is.” I pat Dante on the back and grab my things for the shower. “Now, stop talking about my personal life, you gossiping busybodies. Let’s talk about our win.”
As I shower, I think about the non-sexy times we’ve had, laying in bed or on the couch talking. Sophia was genuinely surprised to learn I played rugby and was interested in the details. I would love to play at the next level but there’s no team around here and this is my home. The Kosher Nostra is more important than playing professionally. Besides, I’ve met some amazing guys playing in the rec-league. After I talked her ear off about my team and the sport, she insisted on coming to my next match. Yak refused.
She and I had a lot of fun convincing him.
I’m blocked from leaving the locker room, a few of the guys refusing to let me leave. “Introduce us to your girl…and guy.”
“You already know Yakov.”
“Yes, but we don’t know him as your boyfriend.”
“Can you behave?”
“Absolutely not.”
“That’s fair.” Deker and Astin wave goodbye, having known Yak for years and met Sophia several times, but the others follow me to where Yak and Sophia are waiting for me.
“Monty!” Sophia breaks away from Yak and rushes toward me. I drop my bag on the ground just before she jumps into my arms. She slams her mouth on mine and kisses me enthusiastically. She breaks away and grins at me. “You were amazing out there!”
“If you’re gonna greet me like this, I’ll make sure we never lose.”
“If you lose,” she leans down to whisper in my ear, “I’ll suckle your dick until you feel like a winner.”
“Dirty girl.” Her cheeks flame, her eyes hazy with lust.
“Ahem!” I rest my forehead against hers with a groan.
“Sophia. My teammates. Teammates, this is Sophia. And you know Yakov. K, bye!”
“Wait just a damn minute.” Forrest stands at my side, annoyingly close. “Sophia, it is a pleasure to meet you. I’m Forrest. This is Dante and Orren.”
“Hello.” I set her down on her feet and she gives them a shy wave, then hurries back to Yak.
“You wanna join us for some grub and a beer?” Dante offers. I exchange a look with Yak, then shake my head.
“Not tonight, but we will after next week’s match.”
