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“So what did you say?”
“That I wasn’t comfortable doing that, and then he of course reiterated that this was for my school credit.”
“That’s some shady shit.”
“Tell me about it.” I open my Skittles and pop a lime and grape one in my mouth.
“So what are you going to do?”
“I’m not about to overturn the Agitators organization. I just need to think of a different angle that will appeal to Roberts and one that doesn’t lose me all credibility with my fake boyfriend.”
“Sounds like a task. I don’t envy you.”
“I don’t envy me either.”
* * *
After a long run toclear my head and a cold shower to appease my muscles, I lie flat on my bed and stare up at the ceiling, my mind still whirling about my conversation with Roberts today. I wrote down some ideas of what I could write about, one having promise. I kind of liked how he spoke about the media not covering any player scandals. There could be a story that doesn’t include some dark alleyway money shuffling.
There is probably a good reason for it, and I plan on figuring that out.
In the meantime, I pick up my phone and text Silas.
Ollie:Hey, not sure what your schedule is like, but I just realized I know nothing about you. People were asking about you at work today, and I was talking out of my ass. Maybe we should, I don’t know, go on a fake date to at least get our stories straight.
Once I press send, I reach for my water bottle and down half of it just as my phone dings with a text.
Silas:People were talking about me at your work? Why?
Ollie:Um, maybe because I put a picture of you on my desk, you know, as a way to solidify the relationship.
Silas:What picture?
Ollie:Some picture I found on the Internet of you lifting your shirt up. It really put a bee in Candace’s bonnet.
Silas:Are you pleased with yourself?
Ollie:Massively. Anything to make her mad is a win in my book. I might have mentioned licking your abs whenever I want, but that’s neither here nor there. Anyway, can we go on a date? Or you just come over here?
Silas:How about you come over to my place? I can give you a key, and you can check out the gym. Get you situated, and then we can talk.
Ollie:That sounds perfect. When?
Silas:You available tomorrow?
Ollie:I can be. Send me the time and place, and I’ll be there.
ChapterSix
SILAS
Should I light a candle?
That seems like I’m trying too hard.
But what if it smells weird in here?
I don’t want her first impression of my place to be associated with an odd smell.
