Odessa“This is the men’s locker room, Sloane!” Someone yelled.“I can see that,” I said through gritted teeth.A couple of guys reached for their towels or pants while others didn’t mind going commando.“Don’t talk to her like that. Make yourself at home, Sloane. Come sit by me,” a player blew me a kiss, and I recoiled.Where the hell was he? I knew he was here. I spotted Gage coming out of the shower. His hair was damp, and his eyes were round with surprise.“Odessa,” Maverick’s soft yet shocked voice demanded my attention.“What the hell are you doing?” He demanded.I didn’t think this through. It was everything I imagined it would be, though. A room full of oblivious men and a blend of smells.I can’t believe some of these guys believed they showered.“What do you mean, what am I doing? I want to talk!”He stepped forward, muscles tight and jaw clenched. “Why can’t you take a hint? I don’t want to talk.”“Don’t you have the guts to tell me face to face? Are you that much of a cowa
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