Player Problems (Westbrook Wolves) by Samantha Bee

Author:Samantha Bee [Bee, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-19T00:00:00+00:00

twenty-three

A TEAM SPORT

“You guys have a problem,” Beau taunts as he climbs into the back of my truck.

Torryn ignores him, climbing behind the wheel as the only sober one in our group. I can barely take my eyes off her, especially where the hickey seems to glow in the lighting, calling for me to leave another, or a half dozen more.

“Fuck off,” I respond to Beau who hasn’t stopped since I came back sans a wig.

“You guys can’t get within thirty feet of a bathroom without sneaking off.” Torryn continues to ignore him, and the rest of the backseat as she backs the truck out of her parking space.

Isla snorts from the backseat, “It’s not exclusive to bathrooms.” She lifts her fingers and stops ticking places off her fingers, “Kitchens, showers, libraries, cars…”

“Okay, okay, they get it,” I say, putting my hands up. “No need to be jealous,” I tease. “I can give Wells some tips if you like.” The taillights of Wells’ jeep shine in front of us as Torryn lets James pull out in front of her.

Isla rolls her eyes and Wells smacks the back of my head, but his lips curve up, giving away his amusement. Isla is getting more comfortable with us, letting her guard down enough to give as good as she gets.

She pats my shoulder. “He’s more than capable, don’t you worry. But if you have concerns, I can tell you what Tor likes.”

I shake my head at her. “She tells you way too much.” My eyes stray back to where she sits, driving my truck like it was made for her, waiting for her to react to my words, but she just smirks.

“What are best friends for?” Isla asks. Wells whispers something in her ear that makes her giggle and she falls back into her seat, leaning into his arms and yawning. Wells was going to drive, but Isla wanted to be with Torryn and he’s incapable of telling her no. I’m guessing whatever that whisper was about, it had something to do with reminding her who’s bed she’s sleeping in tonight. At least that’s a battle he can win against Torryn.

“Must be hard to watch your girl with her soulmate and know it’s not you,” I taunt him. Payback for all the shit he’s been giving me lately.

Torryn laughs, making me smile and drawing all eyes to her in surprise. “At least someone knows what’s what.” She shrugs.

“Bastard,” Wells murmurs, but it only reminds me of the way Torryn called me the same thing only a short while ago.

Torryn hums, pulling onto our street. “A bastard,” she agrees. “But a correct bastard.”

Wells huffs when Isla just giggles, obviously not going to take his side. James drives past our house and stops half a block down to let out the rest of the crew that came with us. Torryn pulls into the driveway and hops out. Pulling my key out, I rush to follow her only to find her frozen on the bottom of the steps leading to our front door.

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