I clear my throat. "There were a lot of whispers last night about a certain rookie being groomed to take over as a starting mid-fielder next season." I try not to change my expression as Rowen crosses my mind. I haven't stopped thinking about him since the other night. I've never had anyone turn away before when I've been naked. I was surprised by how nice it made me feel.
Steve raises his eyebrows and turns towards me even more. "So who's getting cut?"
"Mack Shivel." I lean back and clasp my hands together, resting them on my stomach. Steve whistles his disbelief softly.
"I bet that's going over like a ton of bricks."
"Mack hasn't figured it out yet."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh yeah." I nod my head. "The Rookie was at the party. No way he could have gotten that drunk and not thrown down if
