Jake studied me for another beat, then leaned back with a sigh. “Alright. Fine. I’ll drop it.”
I blinked. “Really?”
“For now,” he added. “But if this turns into a rom-com situation, and I’m the last to know, I will never forgive you.”
“Noted,” I said, chuckling, getting the urge to tell Teddy what he’d just said.
I quickly grabbed my phone and typed out a message.
Connor
Jake thinks I’m in a rom-com situation with someone.
The message swooshed and a little niggle in my mind worried that she might freak over my team wondering about my love life and if that implicated her at all.
Sunshine
Why am I not surprised he’s sticking his nose in your business?
Relief surged through me as I replied.
Connor
He doesn’t know about us, but he’s pissed I’m not available for him all the time now.
Sunshine
You can spend more time with him. It’ll mean less orgasms, though.
Connor
Fuck no, he’s being a whiney bugger.
Sunshine
I don’t know what a bugger is, but I agree.
“Alright then,” Jake clapped his hands gaining my attention. “If you’re not spiraling or secretly dying, we should probably talk rugby.”
Nate straightened a little at that, all joking ease slipping into something more focused. “Snakes in Boston this weekend.”
I nodded. “Yeah. Their pack’s heavier this year. They’ve been running a lot of short ball off nine, trying to draw penalties early.”
Jake grimaced. “And their fly-half’s still a menace. Loves to chirp.”
“He always does,” I said. “Gets sloppy when he’s rattled, though.”
Nate tipped his head, considering. “Weather’s meant to be shit. Cold, wet. Suits them.”
“Only if we let it,” I replied. “We keep it tight early, don’t give them momentum, and we shut them up fast.”
Jake had a far-off look. “God, I love playing them. Nothing like beating a rival on their own turf.”
There really wasn’t. “We’re going to win this one, boys.”
“I fucking want to,” Nate said.
“Next agenda item: you.” Jake stared at me.
