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He turns and starts to head to the guest room. I settle into my comfy spot to resume reading all my glowing reviews from Melody accompanied by the hate mail she’s getting in the comments.
I’m not going to lie, after the third person tried to claim she was getting some kind of kickback, I took out my phone and sent her a text.
Knox
You don’t deserve these shitty comments.
I expected straight radio silence as per usual, but she must’ve been holding her phone in her hand… I hope not doomscrolling.
Melody
I do deserve it. I knew what they wanted, and I let them down.
My lips twist, and burning is at the base of my throat.
Knox
So even if I play a perfect game, you still have to talk shit about me on the internet?
Melody
You didn’t play a perfect game. You almost got sacked more than once. You didn’t take the checkdown, and instead you tried to play hero ball in the third.
A pulse of need flares in my chest, and I drop my head back. Everything she says is right, but after the game, all I heard from the coaching staff was how we’re another step closer to the playoffs.
Knox
Come over here and spend the night. It’s been too long, and that last remark has my dick hard.
Melody
I’m not coming over there. I’m not seeing you again until you win the Big Game.
Knox
I need you tonight.
Melody
Get some rest, K-Brad. You’re going to need it for the Vikings. They won’t let mistakes like tonight pass.
Knox
Are you giving me tips on how to play next week?
Melody
No.
I drop my head back and laugh. I think she might be.
Knox
I need you to come sit on my lap and spread your legs so I can put two fingers inside and stroke your kitty til she purrs.
Melody
I’m turning off my phone now.
