Page 27 of False Comeback

I finally turned and stalked to the door, pausing to make sure I couldn’t hear any voices in the hallway. I was pretty sure everyone had headed down to the arena to watch Gabe and Biff’s match, but I had no idea how much time had passed. Maybe they were done by now.

Something tugged at my navel as I opened the door and slipped out of the room, a sense of unease crawling through me. I closed the door quietly behind me but stopped, standing there as I pictured Crossbody in the room. Alone after what had just happened.

He was alone a lot of the time, come to think of it. He rarely mingled with the rest of us. He didn’t sit on the couch and talk or play video games. He didn’t make conversation when he was working out. When he was in the main room, he was usually just on the treadmill with earphones in.

Did it bother him? I’d always just assumed he liked it that way. That he thought he was too good to hang out with the rest of us.

When I heard voices getting louder through the doors to the main room, I quickly crossed the hall and went into my own dressing room. I was still unsteady as I peeled off my costume and got in the shower. My cock felt a little tender when I washed it, and it twitched in my hand as I thought about what had just happened.

With Crossbody.

Again.

Fuck.

Chapter Nine

Mutual Bad Decisions

Vince

For once, I got dressed after my shower instead of just staying in my towel. I thought I’d feel too exposed if I went out there barely clothed, and I wanted to leave as soon as possible after Holt’s nightly ‘good job’ speech.

I gave my damp hair a quick finger comb after pulling on some sweats and a T-shirt, then headed for the main room, my stomach churning with apprehension.

What if someone had heard us? Seen me go into his dressing room?

When I walked into the main backstage area, I saw that everyone was already back up here. Including Holt and Taylor. They all turned to look at me, which made me stiffen defensively.

“What?” I blurted, not knowing what I’d do if someone said, ‘We just heard you and Crossbody fucking.’

“Where’s Crossbody?” Holt asked with a frown.

My belly tightened with nerves. “I don’t—I have no idea.”

“Seb, would you mind seeing if he’s in his dressing room?”

“Sure thing, boss.” Seb ambled past me and vanished through the doors.

I shuffled further into the room, making my way over to Dan, who had his head tucked under his arm.

“You okay, man?” he muttered, nodding at the big windows that overlooked the arena. “I was watching. Can’t fucking believe he did that.”

“Did what?” I asked, before I remembered with a jolt. Remembered why I’d gone into Crossbody’s dressing room in the first place. He’d gone off-script during our match.

I stiffened when Seb reappeared, politely holding the door open so Crossbody could follow him into the room. He’d showered too, his long damp hair now neatly braided back. He was only half-dressed, wearing a pair of tailored slacks. Crossbody didn’t wear sweats. His skin was flushed from being scrubbed clean. To get my cum off him.

My stomach twisted as he stood there stiffly, his gaze flittering over everyone, something flashing in his eyes when he briefly glanced at me. He didn’t move any further into the room, just stood there alone as Seb returned to Larkin’s side.

“Okay,” Holt said sternly, setting his hands on his hips and looking between me and Crossbody. “Does one of you want to tell me what the fuck happened?”

Corey was leaning against the counter with a protein shake in his hand, brow furrowed with concern. He glanced between us, but he was mostly focused on Crossbody. So was Holt. So was everyone else.

He was the one who’d deviated from what was meant to happen in our match. Not me. I was blameless here. I should’ve felt happy about that. Viciously satisfied that he was the only one in trouble.

But for some reason, I wasn’t.

Crossbody was standing there on his own, a flush crawling up his neck as he lifted his chin and clenched his jaw. I could see that he was struggling to maintain his composure. I’d seen him stripped back and raw now, so for the first time, I didn’t just look at his blank expression and assume he didn’t even care. It was like I could suddenly see what he was hiding.