Rivals Or Lovers
“But when we win, you’re buying the drinks.”
I shot him a look. “When we win, I’ll consider talking to you.”
He laughed, low and amused, before walking off toward the locker shed with his helmet swinging at his side.
"Ryan, my lover." Champ screamed running to come hug me but I pushed his forehead with two of my fingers stopping him half way.
"Don't even try it. You actually forgot about me, I'm filing a divorce letter for you as a bestie."
"Oh, sorry. Kyle is so cute, I just can't help staying with him. How about we come to your room this evening to visit. Maybe I can play card with you two. How does that sound."