Page 30 of The Fullback
It still stung, though, to know he was here and he hadn’t told us. We’d talked about meeting up again, but maybe…
Fuck! I wished I could shut out all the noise so I could talk to Bailey without everyone else listening in.
Bailey had scrunched up his face, which meant he was cross. He was ignoring Devon and Mason now and putting everything back in his bag with enough force that someone was bound to notice something was off.
Hopefully, they’d just think Bailey was wound up about the start of the season.
He grabbed his phone and glanced at it briefly. His eyes went wide, his mouth twitching.
“What’s up?” I asked, stepping close to him and putting my back to Devon and Mason, who were still chatting right behind us.
A tiny grin curled the corner of Bailey’s mouth as he tapped the screen then turned it slightly so I could see.
Aiden
[Sent a picture] I was told there’d be hot rugby players here. Know where I can find some?
My heart did a funny jump at the selfie of him in the stands, the pitch visible over his shoulder. Had he planned this? He must have done.
That was… sweet.
Yeah. Sweet.
And—
“Okay, boys, are we all ready to go?” Matty asked, his voice cutting through my wandering thoughts as he clapped his hands to get our attention. He smiled around at us, and all I could think of was a dad waiting to get the attention of his kids. Our captain might not be the only parent on the team, but he gave off the most dad vibes. “I want a huddle in five.”
“Yeah, just about,” I muttered, grabbing my boots as Bailey pulled on his socks. There was a flurry of activity as everyone finished preparing, one of the physios running around to finish strapping up those who needed it. I’d need some tape on my legs for the scrum, but I could do that if needed.
“Do you think we’ll be able to see him later?” Bailey asked as he laced up his boots and ran his hand nervously through his hair. “I mean, he must want to see us, right? Otherwise why would he send that?”
“I’m gonna say yes, he does,” I said. “Think positive, B. That’s all we can do.”
It was a note for myself as much as him.
“Yeah, yeah. We should.” He nodded and stood, shaking his legs out. Then he grinned, and I could practically see renewed confidence and excitement flooding through him. “Guess we better put on a good show then.”
“Guess we should.” I smirked and stretched, the idea of showing off for Aiden making my dick throb in my shorts.
After all, I had to earn my reward somehow.
And I really wanted him to fuck me again.
