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Authors: Stephanie McAfee
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Thursday night, bawling and squalling!”
“Please tell me you’re lying.” I look at her. “About the crying. Not the breakup.”
“No,” she says, glancing around to make sure no one is eavesdropping even though it’s so loud in the bar I don’t see how anybody could. “According to Hatter, Wills is pussy-whipped beyond belief and he mistakenly assumed Cameron to be equally smitten, so he bought her a ring, invited her over for a candlelit dinner, and then got down on one knee in the dining room.”
“What? Are you serious?”
“Yes,” she says. “And according to Hatt, when Wills got down on one knee, he couldn’t get the ring box out of his pocket, and she just stood there and looked at him like he was stupid.”
“What a bitch!”
“When he finally pried the box out of his pocket, he flipped it open and she just kept standing there, looking at him. Didn’t say a word, not even after he popped the question.”
“Now that’s just cruel.”
“Yes, it is,” Lilly says. “Then Hatt said Wills told him she walked into the kitchen and got a bottle of his vodka out of his liquor cabinet, hollered and told him it was over, and then walked out the door.” She shakes her head. “All while he was in the dining room down on one knee.”
“Class act, that girl.”
“Oh, but that’s not all,” Lilly says. “Yesterday morning, she pranced into the coaches’ lounge like she always does, completely ignoring Wills, and started flirting with Coach Spears right there in front of him. Hatter said it was awful and that Wills was crushed.”
“So Coach Spears didn’t know what had happened?” I ask, and she shakes her head. “What did he do?”
“Just sat there and ate it up like all men do when she shakes those big fake melons their way. Hatt said he was flirting like crazy and Wills was just sitting there looking at the floor.”
“He wouldn’t have done that if he knew what she’d done to Wills. Coach Spears isn’t like that.”
“No, he’s not and I’m sure when it all comes out, he’ll feel bad, but Cameron Becker stays in that coaches’ lounge all the time, so I’m sure he just assumed it was business as usual. According to Hatter, everyone in the athletic department starts thinking with the wrong head the minute she wiggles into the room,” Lilly says, then adds, “Which, of course, she loves. Skank. Slingin’ that cooter around like it pays her bills.”
“Maybe it does,” I say.
“Ew!” Lilly exclaims.
“So poor ol’ dumb Wills just sat there?”
“Hatter said if anybody had bothered to look over at him, they would’ve known something was wrong. Wills just got up and left.Hatter followed him to his office and tried to talk to him. He’s heartbroken. Poor thing.” She takes a sip of her drink. “And that’s all the story that I got because Chloe came and sat down at the lunch table with us and we had to stop talking about it.” Dang it! I need my seat back at that table!
“Do you think Hatter would sleep with Cameron Becker?”
“Oh hell yeah!” she says, laughing. “In a minute! He is such a horny toad. It’s like his brain hasn’t evolved since he turned fourteen.”
“You’re right about that,” I say, and wonder if I need to start sleeping with Logan Hatter again just to entertain myself while simultaneously saving him from the wiles of Cameron Becker. Or maybe I should give Coach Wills a little rebound action just for the heck of it. After all, it doesn’t take much attention to the ding-a-ling to get a man’s mind off his worries, and it would surely piss Cameron Becker off if I started having an affair with her ex. Or maybe it wouldn’t. It’s fairly obvious from what Lilly just said that Cameron doesn’t care too much about Wills, so maybe I’ll just pass on that because every girl in the world knows that the worst sex of all is with a guy who’s just been dumped. Ugh. All Cameron Becker seems to care about is being the center of
“Please tell me you’re lying.” I look at her. “About the crying. Not the breakup.”
“No,” she says, glancing around to make sure no one is eavesdropping even though it’s so loud in the bar I don’t see how anybody could. “According to Hatter, Wills is pussy-whipped beyond belief and he mistakenly assumed Cameron to be equally smitten, so he bought her a ring, invited her over for a candlelit dinner, and then got down on one knee in the dining room.”
“What? Are you serious?”
“Yes,” she says. “And according to Hatt, when Wills got down on one knee, he couldn’t get the ring box out of his pocket, and she just stood there and looked at him like he was stupid.”
“What a bitch!”
“When he finally pried the box out of his pocket, he flipped it open and she just kept standing there, looking at him. Didn’t say a word, not even after he popped the question.”
“Now that’s just cruel.”
“Yes, it is,” Lilly says. “Then Hatt said Wills told him she walked into the kitchen and got a bottle of his vodka out of his liquor cabinet, hollered and told him it was over, and then walked out the door.” She shakes her head. “All while he was in the dining room down on one knee.”
“Class act, that girl.”
“Oh, but that’s not all,” Lilly says. “Yesterday morning, she pranced into the coaches’ lounge like she always does, completely ignoring Wills, and started flirting with Coach Spears right there in front of him. Hatter said it was awful and that Wills was crushed.”
“So Coach Spears didn’t know what had happened?” I ask, and she shakes her head. “What did he do?”
“Just sat there and ate it up like all men do when she shakes those big fake melons their way. Hatt said he was flirting like crazy and Wills was just sitting there looking at the floor.”
“He wouldn’t have done that if he knew what she’d done to Wills. Coach Spears isn’t like that.”
“No, he’s not and I’m sure when it all comes out, he’ll feel bad, but Cameron Becker stays in that coaches’ lounge all the time, so I’m sure he just assumed it was business as usual. According to Hatter, everyone in the athletic department starts thinking with the wrong head the minute she wiggles into the room,” Lilly says, then adds, “Which, of course, she loves. Skank. Slingin’ that cooter around like it pays her bills.”
“Maybe it does,” I say.
“Ew!” Lilly exclaims.
“So poor ol’ dumb Wills just sat there?”
“Hatter said if anybody had bothered to look over at him, they would’ve known something was wrong. Wills just got up and left.Hatter followed him to his office and tried to talk to him. He’s heartbroken. Poor thing.” She takes a sip of her drink. “And that’s all the story that I got because Chloe came and sat down at the lunch table with us and we had to stop talking about it.” Dang it! I need my seat back at that table!
“Do you think Hatter would sleep with Cameron Becker?”
“Oh hell yeah!” she says, laughing. “In a minute! He is such a horny toad. It’s like his brain hasn’t evolved since he turned fourteen.”
“You’re right about that,” I say, and wonder if I need to start sleeping with Logan Hatter again just to entertain myself while simultaneously saving him from the wiles of Cameron Becker. Or maybe I should give Coach Wills a little rebound action just for the heck of it. After all, it doesn’t take much attention to the ding-a-ling to get a man’s mind off his worries, and it would surely piss Cameron Becker off if I started having an affair with her ex. Or maybe it wouldn’t. It’s fairly obvious from what Lilly just said that Cameron doesn’t care too much about Wills, so maybe I’ll just pass on that because every girl in the world knows that the worst sex of all is with a guy who’s just been dumped. Ugh. All Cameron Becker seems to care about is being the center of
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