Chapter 8
Matt
Nathan: Stop avoiding your bosses and come to game night.
Playing video games at Nathan’s was the last thing I wanted to do. Jay’s energy was barely professional at work, so I expected the gloves to come off after hours, and I wanted to avoid getting into an actual fight until the heat of my one-night stand with his sister cooled off.
No can do. Maybe next time.
A few seconds later, Nathan typed back one word.
Coward.
I prefer to think of myself as a self-preservationist.
LOL
Our first training session of the year was on Monday, and I didn’t need to risk adding to Jay’s dislike of me. The last time we’d faced off in the ring, we’d been equally matched.
That was before he found out I fucked his sister.
In Jay’s eyes, his older sister was perfect and innocent, and he wasn’t ready to let her step down from the pedestal he’d put her on.
Madi wasn’t perfect, nor was she innocent.
She was human.
An intelligent, gorgeous temptress of a human, but a human none-the-less.
Instead of playing video games and drinking beer with friends, I’d drive to Fort Worth and find a sports bar where I could have a burger and a beer and maybe find someone to spend a few hours with.
I hadn’t found anyone who’d topped my night with the now off-limits Lynn, aka Madeleine Sheppard, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t.
The sooner the better. I needed to scrub her from my mind.
Maybe if I started dating—not Madi—it’d take the heat off at work.
Just the thought set my teeth on edge. Which was stupid. I didn’t do relationships, so the thought of dating someone who wasn’t Madi shouldn’t stress me out.
I walked into my small apartment, hung my keys on the hook near the door, dropped my gym bag on the floor, and tossed my leather jacket on the back of a chair.
Just doing normal things like a normal guy while I willed my mind to stop thinking about Madi.
In the shower, I gave up and let images of her naked in my bed play in my mind while I released some of my built-up tension.
My hand couldn’t compare, but it got the job done.