Back Delay of Game
Chapters (123)
  1. DELAY OF GAME
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. PRE-GAME
  5. PRE-GAME
  6. FIRST QUARTER
  7. FIRST QUARTER
  8. 1. Blaire
  9. Blaire
  10. 2. Axel
  11. Axel
  12. 3. Blaire
  13. Blaire
  14. 4. Axel
  15. Axel
  16. 5. Blaire
  17. Blaire
  18. 6. Axel
  19. Axel
  20. 7. Blaire
  21. Blaire
  22. 8. Blaire
  23. Blaire
  24. 9. Axel
  25. Axel
  26. 10. Blaire
  27. Blaire
  28. 11. Axel
  29. Axel
  30. 12. Blaire
  31. Blaire
  32. SECOND QUARTER
  33. SECOND QUARTER
  34. 13. Axel
  35. Axel
  36. 14. Blaire
  37. Blaire
  38. 15. Axel
  39. Axel
  40. 16. Blaire
  41. Blaire
  42. 17. Blaire
  43. Blaire
  44. 18. Blaire
  45. Blaire
  46. 19. Blaire
  47. Blaire
  48. 20. Blaire
  49. Blaire
  50. 21. Blaire
  51. Blaire
  52. 22. Axel
  53. Axel
  54. 23. Blaire
  55. Blaire
  56. 24. Axel
  57. Axel
  58. 25. Axel
  59. Axel
  60. 26. Blaire
  61. Blaire
  62. 27. Blaire
  63. Blaire
  64. 28. Axel
  65. Axel
  66. 29. Blaire
  67. Blaire
  68. THIRD QUARTER
  69. THIRD QUARTER
  70. 30. Blaire
  71. Blaire
  72. 31. Axel
  73. Axel
  74. 32. Blaire
  75. Blaire
  76. 33. Axel
  77. Axel
  78. 34. Blaire
  79. Blaire
  80. 35. Blaire
  81. Blaire
  82. 36. Blaire
  83. Blaire
  84. 37. Blaire
  85. Blaire
  86. 38. Axel
  87. Axel
  88. 39. Blaire
  89. Blaire
  90. FOURTH QUARTER
  91. FOURTH QUARTER
  92. 40. Blaire
  93. Blaire
  94. 41. Blaire
  95. Blaire
  96. 42. Blaire
  97. Blaire
  98. 43. Axel
  99. Axel
  100. 44. Axel
  101. Axel
  102. 45. Blaire
  103. Blaire
  104. 46. Blaire
  105. Blaire
  106. 47. Axel
  107. Axel
  108. 48. Blaire
  109. Blaire
  110. 49. Axel
  111. Axel
  112. 50. Axel
  113. Axel
  114. 51. Blaire
  115. Blaire
  116. 52. Blaire
  117. Blaire
  118. POST-GAME WRAP-UP
  119. POST-GAME WRAP-UP
  120. Afterword
  121. Acknowledgments
  122. About Author
  123. Also By Jade

How the hell had I gotten myself into this mess? Oh yeah, that’s right. I couldn’t keep my stupid dick in my pants, I thought miserably. I was so goddamned disgusted with myself.

I went upstairs to take a shower because I smelled horrible after all the moving I did today. At least Milan’s apartment was furnished, so I didn’t have to move furniture. I came back down and stared at my phone, hoping to hear from Blaire. I opened the little tab on the side and noticed the ringer was off. Fuck! That’s why I hadn’t even heard my phone ping when Blaire texted me a little before seven, asking where I was. I didn’t get the message until almost 7:30 when I had replied that I was on the way. I hadn’t heard a single word from her since then.

How the hell had I accidentally turned that off, I was still wondering forty minutes later when I heard Blaire’s key in the lock. I was dismayed when Beau, Cam, and Bode walked in behind her and Carrie. My kid burst into the room like the little ball of energy that she is. I stood and bent to pick her up like I always did, but she just ran past me and up the stairs. “Gotta pack my bag. I’m staying at Uncle Beau’s tonight.”

“I’ll go help her,” Blaire said, not stopping to kiss me either.

Well, this fucking sucks.

I sat back down and glanced at the guys, who I realized were shooting death glares at me. “Uh, you guys want a drink or something?”

Beau stepped forward, keeping his voice low. “No. What I want is to know what the fuck is going on with you and Blaire.”

I stood and said, “Look, Beau. I like you, but please don’t butt into my relationship with my girlfriend.”

“Which one? Blaire or the new one?”

I fought to keep my voice calm. “Is that what she’s telling you? That I have another girlfriend?”

Beau turned his head and nodded at Bode, who took a couple of steps closer. Cam was just standing silently beside the door with his arms crossed, dressed all in black and looking like he could kick the entire Cobra Kai dojo’s ass in about five seconds. If they were trying to intimidate me, it was kinda working. I was a big dude, but there was no way I could handle three trained fighters at the same time.