When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball.
But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Gr...
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I had a problem.
No correction, we had a problem. Because I could not stop fucking Hayes Grant. At first, it was fine, it was occasional, a few times a week.
But it's been a month since Vermont, and in late January as the season depression lurks in. I find my emotions being less depressed and more horny. I couldn't help it, Hayes Grant was a dick but also had a dick.
It was a win-lose situation. It wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't that good. That's what drove me the most insane, I think I'd have to be celibate after this for a year to recover.
He was still the biggest asshole known to man. He didn't even say hello to me, we were two passing ships, unless he wanted to collide.
"I think I should drop out."
"Liz you should not drop out" She lay hunched back on the couch depressed. The snow outside was heavy and so was the workload at school.
"It's a new semester and the final one at that, they aren't going to go easy on us" Olive leans over handing us each a mug, my coffee, and Liz's cocoa.
"Did you just get this from my kitchen?" Olive walks around the sofa and sinks into the end of the couch.
"Mi casa es su casa."
"Yeah, that would be the saying, if this house was actually yours?" They'd come to study at the apartment today because Olive's heat broke and Liz needed a break from her psychotic roommate.
"So how's it been with you and the hubby" Liz never fails to ask the same question, like she wants updates. She leans over with a bubbly grin waiting to hear.
"Nothing, he just keeps..." I cut myself short, I don't know if it's appropriate.
"He keeps what?" This time Olive interrupts. She shuffled off her moccasins and curled her feet up onto the couch.
"Fucking me?" I shrug and I watch as the smirk on her face grows. I wanted to ultimately die at this exact moment.
"And that's a problem?!" Liz squeezed my arm "Oh god if I had someone like that I would be riding him day and night, Lil!" Her words echoed through the apartment and in this moment I'm thankful Hayes isn't here right now.
He'd been away on a trip. It's been three days since we've seen each other. But I have sent him a scandalous photo or two to show him what he's missing. He never replied though.
"I knew it!" Olive cozied up squeezing a pillow "So you have been fucking hmmm?"
"He's her husband of course they have!" Liz being out of the loop annoyed Olive. But she brushed it off and chucked the pillow at me.
"You dirty little slut, you got the hots for Hayes Grant?"
"I do not!"
"You do, oh you soooo do!" She stands from the couch to get closer to me "Oh you just wait until he's wrapped around your mother fucking finger!" She giggles "in one way or another"
