I stood in front of Zoe and Eva as they sat on my couch.
“Got it,” they both said at the same time.
“Try not to give me advice,” I said. “But I’m going to need advice.”
“Is this career or cock related?” Eva asked.
“Cock,” Zoe said.
“How do you know that?” I asked.
“If it’s career, you play with your hand,” Zoe said. “If it’s cock, you play with your hands.”
“Wow, that’s amazing,” Eva said. “I should have picked up on that. I’m the writer here.”
“Will you two stop?” I asked.
“This is about the goalie,” Zoe said. “What happened now?”
“We got caught,” I said.
Zoe and Eva looked at each other.
Then they both jumped up and started to cheer.
They grabbed for me, shaking me.
I swatted my hands at them.
“What is wrong with you both?” I yelled.
“You got caught,” Eva said. “That means you don’t have to hide it.”
“It’s not that simple,” I said.
“Who caught you? Were you fucking or sucking?” Zoe asked.
“We didn’t get caught messing around,” I said. “One of the players just knows now.”
“What?” Eva asked. “That’s it? Like an assumption?”
“That lucky shirt thing,” I said. “I got caught with it. So, someone knows. Now I’m mad, freaked out and just…”
“What?” Zoe asked. “Don’t be afraid of him.”
“I’m not afraid of anything,” I said.
“That’s a lie,” Eva said. “Do we need to call you out onthings?”
“Look, Maverick knows about my mother,” I said.
“Whoa,” Zoe said. “That’s serious.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I felt like telling him. So, I did. Just so he had a better understanding of my father too.”
“Seriously, Madison, that’s a big deal,” Eva said. “And look, you told him and he didn’t run off. He cares about you. He likes you. It’s not just about sneaking around and having sex.”
“That’s my favorite part though,” I said.