The fucker’s eyes lit up as he took Meagan in. “No problem at all.” Reaching his hand out he winked. “I’m Dex.”
“Oh. My. Gawd! Dex Brewer! The baseball player?”
I stopped skating. “Holy shit,” I mumbled as I stared at the starting first baseman for the Colorado Rockies while he made a play for my girl. This was not happening.
His eyes widened as he nodded. “I’m impressed, you’re a baseball fan? What was your name?”
“Yes! Oh, it’s Meagan. Meagan Atwood,” Meagan said as she shook the guy’s hand and finally turned to see me struggling to make my way over to them.
“Oh, Gray! Sorry!” She held her hands out and pulled me closer to her. I wrapped my arm around her waist and looked this asshole straight in the eyes. Never mind the fact that he was looking at me like some kind of bug he needed to stomp right away. His eyes moved down to my arm around Meagan’s waist.
That’s right, dickhead. She’s mine. Take your baseball and shove it up your ass.
Meagan looked between us and surely had to have noticed the testosterone stare going on between us. “Sorry! Um . . . Dex, this is my friend, Grayson.”
And there went the knife in my heart.
Dex reached his hand out for mine. “Friend huh?”
Pretending I didn’t hear either of them utter the word friend, I smiled big. “Colorado Rockies. I’m really looking forward to the season.”
Dex smiled and I was pretty sure he puffed his damn chest out some. “A fan huh?”
“Fan? Oh my gosh! I love baseball,” Meagan said as I turned and glared at her. That smile of hers was pulling this guy in deeper and deeper. I wonder if I made her fall, if she would stop smiling?
“Really? Well, I have to say I don’t normally run into such beautiful fans.”
Holy shit. Is her face blushing? Seriously, is this happening right now?
“Well, my dad is a huge baseball junkie. I pretty much have grown up watching it.”
Why didn’t I know this? Why have I never taken her to a game? I’d like to punch myself in the face.
Before I could even get a word in, I watched as Dex the Great pulled out his phone. “It’s not broken.”
“Oh thank goodness,” Meagan purred as I stared at her with a dumbfounded look on my face.
“What’s your cell number, Meagan? I’ll be sure to arrange for some tickets for you and—”
Dex glanced over to me and looked me over as he smiled that smile dudes do when they think they’ve just won the girl. “Your friend Grayson here.”
“Seriously? I can’t wait to tell my father!” Meagan spit her cell phone number out as the asshole sent her a text.
“You’ve got mine now.”
Meagan stood there staring at this guy until I cleared my throat and said, “Um, we probably should be heading out before my ass goes permanently numb.”
Meagan gave me a once over and nodded. “Right.” Turning back to the dickhead pro baseball player, Meagan reached her hand out again. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Dex.”
Dex flashed Meagan a fuck me fast and hard smile. “The pleasure w
as all mine.” With a quick look my way, he nodded. “Nice meeting you, Grayson.”
And just like that, the bastard skated off.
“Wow. I can’t believe I have Dex Brewer’s cell phone number! Wait until I tell Taylor!”
I rolled my eyes and made my way to the wall. I needed to get the hell out of there, and fast.