Chapter 31
Raine
Ican’t believe Poppy would do this to him. If she wants him back, she should know this isn’t going to help her case.
He seems a little bit more relaxed when we head down to dinner, but we do keep our distance. He is making a big move today and I don’t want to make it worse for him.
No one says anything as we walk through the restaurant to our table, which seems to help. He nods at other players, and they wave back, so he’s good so far.
Tyler, Dade, Jester and Coach are sitting, waiting on him, on us.
We order drinks, and while the waitress is getting them, Dasher just spill everything.
How I made the first move, but he likes what we do, and we haven’t put a label on it.
He’s worried it will be bad for the league and the team.
He tells them he didn’t tell them because he wanted to do it on his own terms, but today things escalated.
Hart is the first one to speak, “I told you earlier that nothing will happen to you while I’m coach.
We have your back. In case you didn’t know, Raine is a stockholder, so technically an owner.
That might raise some heads, but I’m sure he’s got it covered.
And most of Vegas knows his preferences.
” He blushes at that last sentence. Why?
Because at one point, we were sleeping together along with a woman.
They wanted to just be a couple, and I moved on. We’re still good friends.
I shrug, “I don’t blast all of that, but I don’t lie about it either.”
Hart chuckles, “Rena still misses you sometimes.”
And everyone at the table collectively, “ooooh.”
Tyler gets us back on track, “I’m pissy you didn’t tell me, but why the fuck should the world care if you’re gay or straight or bi. If you’re happy, then I’m happy. Raine, can my kids come use your pool? Dash told us about it.”
I snort, “anytime, just let me know.” Tyler grins and settles back. The waitress brings our drinks and then takes our orders.
Dade speaks up, “I’m cool with it. From what I heard in passing, the guys don’t care.”
Jester adds, “what Tyler said, if you’re happy, then we’re happy. But can I ask a question?”
I gesture for him to ask, and he doesn’t disappoint. Even Dash laughs.
“What’s it like being with a guy?” he asks us, and I just share a look with Dasher who nods, “would you like to know?”
I’m teasing but at the same time, I don’t mind adding people if my significant other is okay with it.
Jester blushes and sips on his water.
After all of that, conversation flows to the game and easier topics. It’s a pleasant evening and Dash is much better than he was.
We say our good nights and head back up to the room to get some sleep.
“How are you after all of that?” I ask him as we strip to get in bed.
“I’m better. Thank you for all of this.”
I murmur that I will always take care of him, and I do, twice in my mouth before he curls into me to sleep.