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it easier to get into my pants, I—”
“That’s not why I’m telling you,” he interrupted with a wry smile. “I won’t deny that I still want to get between those gorgeous legs of yours, but it has nothing to do with this.”
I studied him for a long moment and when I saw no recognizable signs of dishonestly on his face, I let out a long sigh and asked, “Are you going to give me the full story?”
He considered it for a moment before sliding a hand through his hair and shrugging. “There really isn’t much to tell, but I will if you agree to drop the whole ice-queen persona.” There was a short pause before he added, “And I’d appreciate it if you dropped the whole ‘professional’ bullshit as well. Just act fucking normal.”
I was hesitant to agree to drop the professionalism between us, but I admittedly was way too curious to pass up the chance to hear the full story. I nodded my agreement to his terms and he let out a long sigh.
“I did go to Brittany’s hotel room with the intention of fucking her on the night she claims I knocked her up. We started to fool around—clothes came off and certain parts might have been groped a little— but she was totally fucking hammered and ‘sloppy drunk’ is kind of a boner killer for me. So I put her on the bed and just kept shrugging her off until she finally fell asleep. Then I went back to my own room.”
“And when she woke up naked—”
“I guess she remembers me taking her back to her room, but nothing beyond that. So she’s under the impression that we fucked.”
I slowly shook my head, trying to put together the missing pieces myself and failing miserably. His voice and expression both looked sincere, but it made no sense to me why he wouldn’t have just come out and admitted it when the scandal first arose.
“What reason do you have to keep this a secret? You’re only hurting yourself. If you would have just told Lauren, we could’ve avoided all this drama.”
Jared shook his head and gave me a sad smile. “It might have avoided the DNA tests, but it still would’ve been rough. I knew she was drunk when I took her up there—I just didn’t know how drunk until we started messing around. Do you really think that would have gone over well? And how do you think it would have affected Britt? Her reputation would’ve been ruined.”
“Why do you even care? After everything she’s said about you, why in the hell are you worried about her reputation?”
“Because I’m pretty sure I know who the real father is and the truth would not only ruin her— it’d destroy him. I’m not going to do that to my brother.”
I knew Jared was an only child, which meant the real father of Brittany’s baby must have been a teammate. But there was still something missing here—a vital piece of information he had left out.
“Does he know it’s his?”
“He slept with her a few times before and after the shit in the hotel room went down with me. He damn well knows it’s his and that’s why he was the first person I talked to when she started slinging accusations. I agreed to take the heat for now, but he knows that once it comes out that I’m not the father—his head’s going to be next on the chopping block. We’re hoping that either something bigger will come up or the press will just lose interest so he can handle it quietly.”
“So in the meantime, he thought it’d be okay to let your reputation suffer,” I said dryly, shaking my head slowly in denial. “Sounds like a real good friend.”
“He just needs time to figure out how he’s going to handle what’ll happen when it comes out. He’s panicking.”
I scoffed and let out a humorless chuckle. “Who wouldn’t be? He’s a father now.”
“He’s also married.” My mouth snapped shut as I stared at him incredulously. “He doesn’t know how to tell her.”
When he paused to give me a chance to respond to that, I tried and failed to keep the malice out of my tone
“That’s not why I’m telling you,” he interrupted with a wry smile. “I won’t deny that I still want to get between those gorgeous legs of yours, but it has nothing to do with this.”
I studied him for a long moment and when I saw no recognizable signs of dishonestly on his face, I let out a long sigh and asked, “Are you going to give me the full story?”
He considered it for a moment before sliding a hand through his hair and shrugging. “There really isn’t much to tell, but I will if you agree to drop the whole ice-queen persona.” There was a short pause before he added, “And I’d appreciate it if you dropped the whole ‘professional’ bullshit as well. Just act fucking normal.”
I was hesitant to agree to drop the professionalism between us, but I admittedly was way too curious to pass up the chance to hear the full story. I nodded my agreement to his terms and he let out a long sigh.
“I did go to Brittany’s hotel room with the intention of fucking her on the night she claims I knocked her up. We started to fool around—clothes came off and certain parts might have been groped a little— but she was totally fucking hammered and ‘sloppy drunk’ is kind of a boner killer for me. So I put her on the bed and just kept shrugging her off until she finally fell asleep. Then I went back to my own room.”
“And when she woke up naked—”
“I guess she remembers me taking her back to her room, but nothing beyond that. So she’s under the impression that we fucked.”
I slowly shook my head, trying to put together the missing pieces myself and failing miserably. His voice and expression both looked sincere, but it made no sense to me why he wouldn’t have just come out and admitted it when the scandal first arose.
“What reason do you have to keep this a secret? You’re only hurting yourself. If you would have just told Lauren, we could’ve avoided all this drama.”
Jared shook his head and gave me a sad smile. “It might have avoided the DNA tests, but it still would’ve been rough. I knew she was drunk when I took her up there—I just didn’t know how drunk until we started messing around. Do you really think that would have gone over well? And how do you think it would have affected Britt? Her reputation would’ve been ruined.”
“Why do you even care? After everything she’s said about you, why in the hell are you worried about her reputation?”
“Because I’m pretty sure I know who the real father is and the truth would not only ruin her— it’d destroy him. I’m not going to do that to my brother.”
I knew Jared was an only child, which meant the real father of Brittany’s baby must have been a teammate. But there was still something missing here—a vital piece of information he had left out.
“Does he know it’s his?”
“He slept with her a few times before and after the shit in the hotel room went down with me. He damn well knows it’s his and that’s why he was the first person I talked to when she started slinging accusations. I agreed to take the heat for now, but he knows that once it comes out that I’m not the father—his head’s going to be next on the chopping block. We’re hoping that either something bigger will come up or the press will just lose interest so he can handle it quietly.”
“So in the meantime, he thought it’d be okay to let your reputation suffer,” I said dryly, shaking my head slowly in denial. “Sounds like a real good friend.”
“He just needs time to figure out how he’s going to handle what’ll happen when it comes out. He’s panicking.”
I scoffed and let out a humorless chuckle. “Who wouldn’t be? He’s a father now.”
“He’s also married.” My mouth snapped shut as I stared at him incredulously. “He doesn’t know how to tell her.”
When he paused to give me a chance to respond to that, I tried and failed to keep the malice out of my tone
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