Page 163 of Cheap Shot

Last night, the biggest celebrity in the world could have tried to flag Luke down and he certainly wouldn’t have noticed them. All his focus had been on Sebastian and Harper.

But it was going to come out eventually.

Connor’s frown deepened. “Oh, you’re going to go to see Harper? That’s nice of you. Do you need the info about where they are? I could probably get it from?—”

“I was at the hospital with them last night,” Luke said gruffly.

“Wait, what?” Connor asked, frowning at him.

“I was at the hospital with Sebastian and Harper and Brie last night,” he explained.

He’d talked to Mac about it this morning, wanting to give him a heads-up. His agent had definitely been surprised—probably more by the fact that he was in a relationship than the fact that it was a man he was dating—but he’d assured Luke he’d keep an eye out for any news about him.

Luke needed to tell his team before they found out on social media or something. Might as well rip the fucking bandage off now.

“I was with Sebastian yesterday when Harper collapsed,” he explained.

The locker room went suspiciously quiet and Luke glanced up to see everyone in the room except Jesse staring at him blankly.

“Yeah, Luke and Sebastian are a thing,” Jesse said as he walked by. “Right?”

Connor made a sputtering noise. “I’m sorry.What?”

Jesse shrugged. “Maybe I’m wrong but …”

“Nah, you’re right,” Luke admitted. “We’re, uh, dating.”

“What the fuck??” Tanner said, blinking like someone had hit him in the face with a two-by-four. “No fucking way. I thought you were dating Brie!”

“Nope.” Luke smiled. “Her brother.”

Jesse gave him a thoughtful look. “Huh. I thought you two were just fucking. I didn’t know you were dating. Guess I read that one wrong.”

“You andSebastian?” Connor said. “But youhatethat guy.”

“I did at first,” Luke agreed.

A solid thud landed on Luke’s shoulder as Tanner whacked him with his glove. “You’regay?”

“No,” Luke said.

“Bi then?” Tanner said, still hitting him.

“I guess?”

“How could you not tell me, you assbag?”

Luke grabbed for the glove, trying to wrestle it out of Tanner’s hand.

“What do you mean you guess? Like you’re pan and don’t like the bi label or?—”

“I don’t like any labels,” Luke pointed out, finally getting the glove away from Tanner. He tossed it across the room. “But ifyou must know, I’ve fucked more men than women and I don’t usually dateanyone.”

“Yeah,” Connor said with a frown. “I thought you were aromantic! What the fuck?”

Tanner, who had apparently grabbed another glove, whacked him again. “Seriously. What the fuck?”

“Still am,” Luke said with a grunt as he tried to wrestle the second glove from Tanner.