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@agentant:omg
@meginsportstalent:for free?
@monstertruckz:gross wtf
@jenlaw:this is amazing
@tylerfashion:MY EYES! MY EYES!
@azfan69:damn, butters got a dump truck
@texassucks:shoulda been a tight end
@azfan69:nah, wide receiver
@texassucks:ha!
@ladyinred:he would have to be just look at that thing
@coffeechica:I thought Girth Brooks retired
@monstertruckz:fucking disgusting
@jenlaw:why you still watching, micro-peen?
@azfan69:srsly bro why you still on?
@azfan69:even I’m a little gay for butters
@coffeechica:look at em go!
@parkercakedup:my prayers have been answered
@ditablack:I can’t wait for tomorrow at the office
And on and on it went for the eight or so minutes we were live. I have to admit, a lot of it was hilarious. And most of it was positive. I’m glad I looked. I would have agonized over it incessantly.
I turn off the tablet, not because I'm upset by any of it, but because Spence's hand has been on my thigh the whole time the video was playing and it kept creeping higher and higher. Considering we didn't get to finish earlier—I suddenly need to get Anthony and Chance out of here.
Like he received a message from the horny heavens, Anthony says, “Well, we need to get back home to the babies. Thankfully, Lexi had stopped over for coffee and to see them before meetinga client. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to rush over here.”
I stand, but have to hold the tablet in front of my crotch. Between Spence's hand on my thigh and the visuals in that video, I'm harder than I've ever been. Not a fool, Anthony snickers and says, “Sit. You two have things to discuss, I'm sure.”
I plop down. “Yeah, thanks.”
Spence leans forward. “Thanks for everything, Anthony.”
“You're welcome,” Anthony says. Then he looks at me. “Don't you worry about anything. Let me and our team handle it.”
I nod. “Thanks.”
“And Ryan?” Anthony says.
“Yeah?”
“Now that I know, I expect you to talk to me about things. You're going to have a period of adjustment. I will be here for you. This is not negotiable. Do you understand me?”
I give him a soft smile. “I do.”
