I frown down at the idiot and want to ask him if he’s ever watched football. Jesus, where did they find this asshole? “I feel pressure from every defensive line.”
“Are you ready for Miami next week?”
“I think so. We’re training hard, watching a lot of tape. We’ll be as ready as we can be next Sunday.”
“You’ve been seen around town with an auburn-haired woman. Is she your girlfriend?”
Fuck. Please, babe, don’t be watching this. My stomach clenches and I’m glad I’m already sweaty from the game so no one can see the fresh sheen that’s just broken out on my face.
I offer him my lazy, cocky grin. “Dude, does she look like someone that I would date?” I laugh down at him, like that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. Yes, she’s my girlfriend! She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I plan to be buried deep inside her sweet body as soon as possible. “She’s a friend of the family. I don’t have room in my life for a woman right now. Football is my priority.”
“Good luck next week, man.”
I nod at him, and he turns away from me, on to the next guy to interview.
Fuck. If Meg saw that interview, I’m so screwed. She’s already got issues with my arrogant public persona, and this will be the nail in the coffin of our relationship if she sees it.
And that is not possible.
She’s mine, goddamn it.
I quickly shower and get my shit together, ready to be out of here so I can meet up with my brothers up in the suite, then go meet up with our girls for a night out.
I need to see Megan.
“You wanted to see me?”
Mike, a former Army Ranger and current Seattle cop, is standing behind me.
“Yeah, man. Someone left this in my locker. I found it when I got in after the game.” I hand him the fucked up note and scowl. “How the fuck did someone get in here?”
Mike frowns as he reads the note and then swears under his breath. “I don’t know. She probably flashed someone her tits. I’ll check the security cameras and we’ll find her. Don’t worry about it.”
I narrow my eyes at him and cross my arms over my chest. I know Mike is good, he’s been with us forever, and no one fucks with him. But some of the other guys come and go.
“I want whoever let her in here fired.”
“Without question.”
“And if one hair on Meg’s head is touched…”
“It won’t be. This is just some stupid girl with a crush, Montgomery. I’ll handle it.”
I nod once and turn my back, dismissing him.
The guys, Isaac, Luke, Nate, Matt and Caleb, are in the suite, still eating the spread of food laid out and drinking beer. I grab some chips and stuff my face. Fuck, I’m hungry.
“Good game, bro,” Isaac salutes me with his beer and I nod back at him.
“Yeah, we kicked some ass. Felt good. Ready to go get the girls?” I ask and grab another handful of chips.
“Stacy stayed home tonight. She’s just uncomfortable, so I’m going to head home and rub her feet and put Soph to bed.” Isaac pulls out his keys and waves at us, then heads out.
“Okay, let’s go get the girls and take them out for dinner.” Nate leads us all down to the private parking garage. “But I’ll just tell you all right now, we’ll be leaving early. I’ve got plans for her tonight.” He grins and all of us stop and frown at him. Luke laughs.
“Just because you put a ring on her finger doesn’t mean we won’t kill you, McKenna,” Caleb warns him. I suppress a laugh. Nate may be smaller than us, but he could take any one of us. Not all at once, but in a one-on-one fight, I’d put my money on Nate.
“You kill me, Julianne kills you. I know you’re afraid of her.”
“I’m not afraid of my kid sister,” Matt mutters, earning a sidelong look from Luke. “Okay, I’m afraid of her. She doesn’t fight fair.”
“That’s my girl,” Nate announces proudly. I like him. He’s good for my sister.
Now I need to get my hands on my girl and make sure she didn’t hear what an asshole I was on TV tonight.
*
“You are such an asshole!”
Jules storms at me across the parking lot of the restaurant we arranged to meet at earlier. She pushes me hard in the chest, knocking me back a step. Matt’s right, she doesn’t fight fair.
“Jules…”
“You know,” she interrupts me. “I know that you can be an arrogant ass at times, but what you said on fucking live television tonight takes the cake. Who the fuck do you think you are to hurt someone like that?”
“Fuck!”
She takes a step back and her eyes widen a bit. The guys are all standing around, watching us. Natalie’s hands are planted on her hips, and she’s glaring at me too. Brynna stands next to Caleb, links her arm through his, and I frown.
What the fuck is that about?
“Seriously, Will, what the hell were you thinking?” Natalie asks.
“Where is she?”
“Not here.” Jules raises her chin stubbornly. I turn to Natalie.
“Where is she, Nat?”