I backed against the wall and slid down to my butt. Well, at least we could still probably play for the minor team here and earn a paycheck.
“Dude, why are you so upset? There’s an easy fix,” Duke said.
I shook my head at him. “Just forget it man. We’ll just keep grinding and hope for another opportunity.”
He looked at me like I lost my mind. “Fuck that. I’m calling Sav. She’ll drive down and get us. We can spend the night here, then me and you can take turns driving up tomorrow. We’ll for sure be there by Monday night, get a good sleep, and play on Tuesday. Easy. Done.”
I was shaking my head before he finished. “No, man. We can’t ask her to do that.”
He spread his arms out in front of him. “Why the hell not?! We definitely can!” he said incredulously.
“No. She’s pregnant,” I grindedout.
He snorted like that wasn’t a good answer and took his phone out of his pocket to start dialing her up. I stood up and snatched his phone away from him.
“We’ll wait til next time,” I told him firmly.
“No,” he said indignantly, standing a little taller. “Absolutely not. We have this opportunity and we’re gonna see it through. Give me back my phone, asshole.”
I narrowed my eyes to his. “Next time.”
“There might notbea next time!” He said desperately with wide eyes.
A split-second later, he was grabbing for his phone… and he almost got it. He continued to reach around me, and I had to bend over to make my reach further than his. Suddenly, I was on the floor.
It took me a second to register that he actually tackled me to the ground.
“Duke, fucking stop!” I yelled.
“Never,” he seethed and continued to fight for the phone.
The two of us struggled against each other, our limbs twisting around, both of us grunting and trying to reach for the phone which was now inches from ourgrasp.
Then someone kicked it further away.
We both lunged forit…
And Duke came away with the phone.
He hopped to his feet and fixed his hair as he pushed the call button and put it on speakerphone. “Calm your tits,” Duke said down to me. “So what if she’s pregnant? Pregnant chicks do shit all the time. That’s why women are so much better than us. Duh.”
“I’ll just be…”
“What?” he spat.
My chest tightened. “Worried about her.”
Duke gave me a double-take while Sav answered.
“Hello? Duke! Hello? Was this a butt dial?” I heard her voice ask. His eyes were still studying me… putting the pieces together.
I grinded my teeth and put my head between my knees. I felt way too seen.
“Sister. We need help. But it would mean you driving… kinda far and all on highways… you up to the task?” he asked.
“Yes, of course. What’s up?”
“We need you to come get us in Tennessee. The roads are prolly kinda shitty because they got one whole inch of snow,” he said sarcastically. “No flights for 48 hours, but Detroit wants us to play on Tuesday night. What do ya think?”
