Page 56 of The Catcher
“Are you going to be a good girl?” he asked, shaking my chin gently.
“Yes,” I said.
“I’ll be there as soon as this is over,” he warned. “Be sure I find this ass exactly where it’s supposed to be.”
When we arrived at Ace’s, I politely declined Kenji’s and then Steak’s and then Alex’s enthusiastic offers to buy me drinks. I had no intention of drinking, and of course if Tanner caught me even near any alcohol he would flip his shit and probably make us go home.
“Come on, Emrys, you have to havesomething,” Alex said. “We wouldn’t have made it this far without you. Tanner would probably be in jail if you weren’t here.” He stopped to think for a moment. “Or dead in a ditch,” he added.
I laughed and accepted an iced tea, saying I didn’t feel like drinking. Inside, I felt a little shiver of excitement knowing I was pregnant. The team was all there, and the pub was packed with enthusiastic fans buzzing after their win. Now we were down 3-1, but the mood was buoyant. The Phoenixes could turn this series around.
Steak groaned as he saw Miguel with one of the team tablets, slugging a beer as he watched replay after replay of one of his ground outs. “Turn your brain off,” Steak complained, plucking it from his hands. “Let’s just enjoy this victory and go into Game 5 tomorrow ready to win.”
I saw Tre and Jessica walk in. Tre didn’t look very happy, a frown on his normally sunny face, but I saw him paste a smile on as he came up to us. Jessica always looked like she’d just smelled something unpleasant, and she only tightened her lips as she looked at me and didn’t say anything.
Steak was already halfway to being totally shit-faced, which was impressive considering how little time we had been there, and how big he was, and we were just trying to convince him to keep his shirt on when I saw movement by the entrance. I looked over and it was a few of the guys from the opposing team,including their pitcher, a big guy named Dex with a cleft in his chin and a pink scrubbed face.
“Hey, Tre,” he called out. “have you been hanging around my girl? My boys said they saw you two together last night.”
I noticed he had a very pretty, tiny woman with pink hair with him. I recognized her immediately as the fill-in physical therapist Tre had said was helping him with his tight calves.
Oh shit.
“No,” Tre said, and I saw his blue eyes flick from Dex to Jessica to the woman with pink hair.
“Wherewereyou last night?” Jessica asked, her voice tight.
“I wasn’t with her,” Trey said. “I was withEmrys. She does PR for the Phoenixes and we were going over our strategy.”
And here he grabbed me and pulled me beside him. I could guess why he did it. He was hoping Jessica knew very well I was too jealously guarded by Tanner for Tre to be cheating with. And that I would back him up.
But I felt my stomach begin to sink.
Oh shit.
“No, you weren’t!” Dex said angrily. “Weren’t you actually fucking my girl?”
Jessica turned and her eyes bore into Trey.
“Is it true?”
“No!” Trey insisted, and I saw a flush on his cheeks. “I was with Emrys, wasn’t I?”
He turned to look at me.
I suddenly wished Tanner was there. I didn’t know what to do, and with Tanner there would be absolutely no question of me lying and saying I was with Trey. Every night since he had brought me back, I had been with Tanner, getting fucked. Over and over again. I had been fucked unmercifully, filled and fucked and filled and fucked until the cum dripped down my legs, hisgrowly voice in my ear hissing that I was getting bred like a good girl.
All day my cunt had been sore and throbbed, and when Tanner had come up to check me for birth control patches before going to his interview he had patted my pussy lips complacently.
“You looked good getting filled by my cum last night, baby. I’m going to do it all over again tonight.” And, instead of the fear I should have felt, a little thrilled tingle went through me.
I wanted to back Tre up but I didn’t know what to say. Before I could decide, the pink-haired woman spoke.
“Baby,hecame ontome,” she said.
Double shit.
Dex turned to Tre and punched him in the face.
