Page 67 of Cheap Shot

“Okay, I can wait.” Tanner swung his legs back and forth like a little kid.

Luke groaned under his breath, and it wasn’t from the pain.

“I’ll be right back, Crawford.” Andy patted his calf. “I’m gonna use the lasers on you.”

Laser therapy always sounded weird, and it kinda looked like hocus pocus because it was just the trainers using two handheld devices that shot beams of colorful light at whatever part of him was injured.

But it fucking worked.

The first time they’d used it on a knee strain, Luke had been shocked by how fast the swelling had gone down and how much better he could move it after.

“Sooo,” Tanner said when Andy was gone. “If it wasn’t the hot mom, who was it?”

“Just someone I met on an app,” Luke muttered.

“You got injured in the game and then immediately after got on an app to find a hookup?” Tanner didn’t sound convinced. “That doesn’t sound like you. Me? Yes. But not you.”

“We’d, uh, hooked up before,” Luke admitted.

“Oooh. So is this a regular thing? Are you dating? What’s her name?”

“It’s only been a couple of times, we’re not fucking dating, and I’m not telling you anyone’s name. Leave me alone.”

“Come onnn,” Tanner whined. “Don’t be like this. I want details.”

“Not gonna happen.”

“At least tell me how you hurt yourself. Was it some kind of freaky sex position? I bet you probably pick women up and fuck them against a wall all the time, right? Because they aretotallyinto that. This one time, I was fucking this bigger girl—and like, that is not an insult, you know? I know some people are weird about it, but that’s a them problem. She wassmokinghot,lovea bit of a belly—and she was shocked that I could pick her up and hold her against a wall. I was like, ‘Babe, I’ve got you. I am a professional athlete’ and she wassuperinto it.”

Luke beat his forehead against the padded bench, wishing it would knock him unconscious so he didn’t have to hear another word of this nonsense. Not that he had a problem with bigger chicks, he just didn’t want to hear Tanner talk about fucking them.

Or anything, really.

“When she came, it felt like my dick was getting strangled by her?—”

“And that’smorethan enough of that,” Andy said sharply. “Get out, Clayton.”

“Aww. But what about my knee?”

“Since it was your elbow three minutes ago, I’m not too fucking worried about it, dude.”

“Damn it,” Tanner said, but his tone was cheerful. “Fine, I’ll go. But you’re gonna tell me something sometime, Crawford!”

“Over my dead body,” he muttered.

When Tanner was finally gone, Andy patted his shoulder. “I’ve got you, man. I could see you getting tenser by the second as he talked and what I’m going to need is for you torelax.”

“Yeah. Good luck with that.” Luke sighed. “Thanks for the assist though.”

“Sure. Okay, now I’m going to get started with the laser treatment.”

Sebastian was exhausted when he finally peeled himself out of bed.

By the time he’d gotten back from Crawford’s and crawled into bed last night, he’d been more than ready to crash. He’d woken to the sound of his blaring alarm and thought,fuck that, then hit snooze enough times that he wasn’t able to get in a run this morning.

He was bleary-eyed as he stumbled around his apartment and got ready for his workday.

Fuck, he was sore too. He didn’t mind the faint ache in his ass from where Crawford had fucked him, but he felt slightly bruised by being crushed between his body and the ground when he’d slipped on the ice and took Crawford down with him. His ribs were actually a little tender too. He pulled up his shirt and squinted at his side. Yep.Definitelyturning purple in spots.