planning the wedding so we can get this over with.”
My eyes don’t leave the screen, and when he realizes that I’m not going to reply he walks off to our bedroom.
I can’t believe the nerve of him. Fucking prick. He only thinks about himself.
Instead of texting Yoel, who I’m sure is mad at me, I pull out my laptop and log into my emails.
Scrolling through the multiple job offers, I take a deep breath.
Why does life have to be so complicated.
Love Remix Ft. J Cole- Drake
I swish the ice cubes in my glass of whiskey. I don’t normally drink when I’m training, but I need this. Madison is asleep in my bed while I’m in the main room staring out into the Vegas night sky. She surprised me about an hour and a half ago. My guess is that she ended up alone but I didn’t ask. I was too busy getting her out of her clothes and devouring her body.
I keep racking my mind trying to figure out what exactly I’m doing with her. The feelings that plague my heart shouldn’t be there, she shouldn’t still be coming to my bed every other night. We shouldn’t be having dinner and talking about our days like we’re a fucking couple.
Madison mentioned that she would be at the promo party in a few days. I’m sure she was watching my reaction but I gave nothing away. Honestly I don’t know how I’m going to handle seeing her on Marcus’s arm. I couldn’t decide if I should bring a date or not.
Why not? She’s going to be with her fiancé.
I curse and sip my whiskey. This was going to be hell, absolute hell. If I could I wouldn’t show up, but it was part of the contract.
I need a date. It’s final. I couldn’t show up alone while he showed up with her.
Sliding my phone out of my sweats I scroll until I find the name I’m looking for and send her a quick text. I know it’s past midnight, but I’m sure she’s up.
My phone chimes and I almost laugh at her response. At least I had a date so I wouldn’t look like a loser.
“Hey, what are you doing out here?”
Slipping my phone into my pocket I turn to see a sleepy Madison, her hair is everywhere and my t-shirt she is wearing barely reaches her knees.
Her eyes narrow in on the glass in my hand. “Are you drinking?”
Shrugging I set the glass on the glass table next to me. “Not really. Go back to bed. I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes.” No.
Madison bites her lip, but nods walking back into the room.
I couldn’t tell her I was falling for her. I was gone after the fight. Out of her life.
I spend my morning sparring with Chris and running miles on the treadmill, anything to keep my mind off seeing Madison tomorrow night at the party. I haven’t spoken to her. More like I have been avoiding her.
She knows I am, if the last ten texts didn’t tell me. I hated this, hated ignoring her, but I need to focus on training and not about what happens when I leave.
Or when she finds out the truth.
The thought of her finding out hurts more than leaving her in a couple of months. Rico told me this idea was crazy, he was right. Have you ever looked back on stupid decisions you have made and wonder why you didn’t punch yourself in the face? Well this is one of those times for me. I feel like a fucking idiot. When I thought this would backfire, I thought it in the sense that I would be caught before it even started, not with me falling for her. We were far past our base rules. We were very into each other’s lives.
“Bro, I think you should take a break, you ran six miles already,” Chris’s amused voice breaks my concentration.
He’s right, I have ran six miles. I pull the red string to top the machine and gulp down water.
He throws me a towel. “Are you bringing Madison to the party tomorrow?”
I glare at him. “You know damn well I’m not taking her.”
He looks at me confused for a moment until realization replaces it. I never told him who she was. Only Rico knew.
“El, man. Please tell me she
My eyes don’t leave the screen, and when he realizes that I’m not going to reply he walks off to our bedroom.
I can’t believe the nerve of him. Fucking prick. He only thinks about himself.
Instead of texting Yoel, who I’m sure is mad at me, I pull out my laptop and log into my emails.
Scrolling through the multiple job offers, I take a deep breath.
Why does life have to be so complicated.
Love Remix Ft. J Cole- Drake
I swish the ice cubes in my glass of whiskey. I don’t normally drink when I’m training, but I need this. Madison is asleep in my bed while I’m in the main room staring out into the Vegas night sky. She surprised me about an hour and a half ago. My guess is that she ended up alone but I didn’t ask. I was too busy getting her out of her clothes and devouring her body.
I keep racking my mind trying to figure out what exactly I’m doing with her. The feelings that plague my heart shouldn’t be there, she shouldn’t still be coming to my bed every other night. We shouldn’t be having dinner and talking about our days like we’re a fucking couple.
Madison mentioned that she would be at the promo party in a few days. I’m sure she was watching my reaction but I gave nothing away. Honestly I don’t know how I’m going to handle seeing her on Marcus’s arm. I couldn’t decide if I should bring a date or not.
Why not? She’s going to be with her fiancé.
I curse and sip my whiskey. This was going to be hell, absolute hell. If I could I wouldn’t show up, but it was part of the contract.
I need a date. It’s final. I couldn’t show up alone while he showed up with her.
Sliding my phone out of my sweats I scroll until I find the name I’m looking for and send her a quick text. I know it’s past midnight, but I’m sure she’s up.
My phone chimes and I almost laugh at her response. At least I had a date so I wouldn’t look like a loser.
“Hey, what are you doing out here?”
Slipping my phone into my pocket I turn to see a sleepy Madison, her hair is everywhere and my t-shirt she is wearing barely reaches her knees.
Her eyes narrow in on the glass in my hand. “Are you drinking?”
Shrugging I set the glass on the glass table next to me. “Not really. Go back to bed. I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes.” No.
Madison bites her lip, but nods walking back into the room.
I couldn’t tell her I was falling for her. I was gone after the fight. Out of her life.
I spend my morning sparring with Chris and running miles on the treadmill, anything to keep my mind off seeing Madison tomorrow night at the party. I haven’t spoken to her. More like I have been avoiding her.
She knows I am, if the last ten texts didn’t tell me. I hated this, hated ignoring her, but I need to focus on training and not about what happens when I leave.
Or when she finds out the truth.
The thought of her finding out hurts more than leaving her in a couple of months. Rico told me this idea was crazy, he was right. Have you ever looked back on stupid decisions you have made and wonder why you didn’t punch yourself in the face? Well this is one of those times for me. I feel like a fucking idiot. When I thought this would backfire, I thought it in the sense that I would be caught before it even started, not with me falling for her. We were far past our base rules. We were very into each other’s lives.
“Bro, I think you should take a break, you ran six miles already,” Chris’s amused voice breaks my concentration.
He’s right, I have ran six miles. I pull the red string to top the machine and gulp down water.
He throws me a towel. “Are you bringing Madison to the party tomorrow?”
I glare at him. “You know damn well I’m not taking her.”
He looks at me confused for a moment until realization replaces it. I never told him who she was. Only Rico knew.
“El, man. Please tell me she
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