10 : Peanut M&M's

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I had no idea what the night had in store for us but it felt pretty electric once we stepped foot in the "Players Only" area. Is this really happening?

I loved how Giancarlo pulled Margot into a hug. By how comfortable Stanton was, this was definitely not his first rodeo bringing a friend down here. I'm sure this was Anthony's first time so I wasn't sure if I'd get the same welcome from him. But I was determined to take initiation tonight because I really had to start shaking Fernando out of my head.

To my surprise Anthony pulled me into a hug. He kept his arms wrapped around me and I returned the gesture with snuggling his athletic frame even tighter. It felt so nice to be in his arms after watching him from a far for so many hours. I rested my head on his chest and we stood there loving each other's embrace.

"Sorry I stink." He laughed.

"I love your stink." I chuckled, he really didn't smell bad at all. His androstenol was in fact attracting me in more ways he could ever imagine right now.

Boone passed by and I felt him tense up a little. The fact that he was a little uncomfortable in that moment brought a sense of relief because it told me that he was the sweet, humble Anthony Volpe he claimed to be. Although I never doubted it, but I mean, just look at him. I would be a total slut if I was a hot baseball player like him.

While we were waiting in the family room I could have sworn I seen Fernando pass by through the window a couple times. It was then I realized that Margot's words impacted me way worse than I thought because now I'm seeing things. Margot and I kept our conversations short and quiet while we got glares from some of the WAGs that were in there too. Trust me honey, I don't know how I got here either. Just a week ago I took my last undergrad final at SJSU and now I'm here. Some looked friendly, but I still preferred to keep to ourselves. Margot's mouth could quite possibly start a fight in here.

From the corner of my eye I seen movement through the window again and this time when I looked my eyes locked with Fernando's. His eyes opened wide as if he was shocked to see me but I could tell he was just playing the role, and it actually was him I kept seeing walk past earlier. I shot him a half smile and begins to signal me to come out. This cannot be good at all. I could feel sweat forming around my forehead. All the WAGs would see and think something, and then of course start talking. Anthony would probably not be happy to hear about it. Margot is practically laughing at my anxiety right now. What do I do? I look to the WAGs who all seem to be waiting for my response. Too late now, they already saw him calling me outside. I look back at him, he's still waving me outside while turning his head side to side like he's looking out for anyone coming. This is so fucked up but here I go.

"So.. Volpe huh?" He gave a smirk. He was wearing his signature tank top that displayed his chiseled arms and torso so perfectly. "You know, I was wondering why he tried to take my head off earlier."

I stood at a loss for words. That tag came to mind and now it all made sense why he seemed irritated in the first half of the game. Was that really because of me?

"Not because of me... We're just...friends..." I say without confidence and he picks up on that.

"Riiight, that's why you're in the WAG room. Just tell him take it easy, I mean I could play dirty too, but it wouldn't be on the baseball field." Oh god. What the hell does that mean?

"I'm sorry—"

"It's not your fault, I would be overprotective of you too if I was him. I gotta go though, see you around."

I went back into the room to see more confused faces than glares now which was better I suppose. Margot pretended to not be interested in what just happened as she continued to scroll through her phone.

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