Page 66 of Their Cruel Play
“I don’t know, but he’ll find us.”
CHAPTER 19
Blowing Off Steam
Luke
Hearing what Harper went through in that locker room wound me up until I was anxious and needing to do something about it. That asshole stood there last night and talked to us like nothing happened. He intimidated Harper just by his presence.
He wanted her to know it was him.
When everyone left to get changed for dinner tonight, I had to do something. I couldn’t show up to Harper’s with all this raging inside me. I buried it while we hung out this afternoon. But when I told Caden I’d meet them there, he knew.
First stop is home, but now that I know the old man is there, it’s easy to avoid him. I’m not sure I want to avoid him though. Part of me wants to confront him. Tell him to fuck off about working for his company and wanting Harper to have dinner with him.
But another part of me wants to hide like I always have. Whenever I stood up to him in the past, he put me back into my place, painfully. I’m stronger now, but that just means he won’t have to pull his punches. Which could mean not being able to play football.
I can’t risk it.
I take the backstairs to my room. When I glance at the roll of boxing tape on my dresser, I consider working out on the bag in my gym for a while. It would cool me off enough to be chill for Harper’s mother. It’s probably the least destructive thing I can do.
As I reach for the tape, my phone goes off.
Sidney:
Done with the whore yet?
Rolling my neck, I plan on ignoring her text. I’ll go work out for a half hour and then shower and be there for Harper.
But last night Sidney seemed surprised by what Harper said about Zach attacking her. My problem is, how did Zach gain access to my girl in the first place?
The way things unfolded is just too coincidental.
Eli won’t play with Ashley to get the truth, and I doubt anyone else will get information out of her. Sidney wants to be the top. She wants me. Her cost is too high because I’ll never betray Harper.
But what if I can get Sidney to talk?
Fuck it.
Me:
Does Zach have a little dick?
Nothing wrong with communicating. Besides, maybe the little dick is reading over her shoulder, and he’ll finally come out with whatever his plan is.
Sidney:
Does your whore have a little dick?
That explains so much.
I roll my eyes, but fuck it. She usually plays it straight with me. Let’s start with something easy.
Me:
The perfume wasn’t an accident.
Sidney:
