Chapter Thirteen

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Marcus’ POV ‘Here he is, the f.ucking asshole of the hour!’ A cheer lifts from my teammates as I push through the heavy door and stride into the changing room, crossing the familiar room, and drop my bag heavily on the bench in front of my locker. ‘What the f.uck happened to you Demo?’ Kane, ‘the Grim Reaper’ Grimfield demands, slapping me on the back. ‘You went for the f.ucking beer and disappeared, you f.ucker.’ ‘Bet he found a piece of ass’ one of the second string enforcers calls out, laughing hard. ‘Yeah, come on Demo, who was she? Give us the deets, was it the brunette you were drooling over when you were whooping Saint's ass at pool?’ another one of the second string players cheers. I wave a hand dismissively, ‘who says I met anyone?’ I ask, a little defensively. Normally, I ha

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