My End Game

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Chapter Twenty Seven


Two days from now, Ireland will be flying back to Seattle. We’ve spent a decent amount of time for 12 days, but I feel like I’ve neglected her for the most part of her stay. She insists that she understands my situation and that she didn’t mind, but I feel like such an ass whenever I had to leave early or come home so late.

She’d sometimes watch me practice or accompany me to interviews and photoshoots, but then there are also those times when she needed to take care of her work which would mean she has to stay home. Call me possessive and clingy as much as you want, but I don’t give a shit about anything right now other than wanting to be close to her in any way, shape, or form.

I didn’t really want to leave without her tonight, so I forced her to go with me to dinner with the entire team. We normally don’t have rules when it comes to this, in fact, most of the wives, girlfriends, and flings tag along all the time. Ireland is my girlfriend, so there’s no way she’s not going to be there. She has to be there.

“Does this look okay?” She asked as she twirled allowing me to ogle her. The tight but elegant black satin short dress she’s wearing made her look like sex on legs and it made me hard as fuck. If we weren’t in a hurry I would’ve bent her over the counter and fucked the living lights out of her. I closed the distance between us and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her hard to let her know how hot she looks before saying, “You look wonderful, angel.” She beamed at me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek before moving away from my hold. I tried reaching out for her again, but she playfully smacked my arms away. “We’re going to be late,” she reminded before heading out the door.

We walked in the restaurant fingers interlaced and greeted everyone with a megawatt smile which is very unusual because I rarely do that on occasions like this. Micah stood to meet us and gave me a one-arm hug. Then he turned to Ireland and kissed both her cheeks. “Hi!” she said as a greeting to my brother. I didn’t realize how close they’ve gotten, and looking at them now, it feels like they’ve been friends for a long time. I don’t know whether I should be delighted or worried about it.

We were halfway done through the appetizers when I noticed Micah tensing as he looked toward the direction of the entrance. I slowly followed his gaze and I immediately regretted doing that. For fuck’s sakes! Derek just had to ruin everything by bringing Maliyah when everyone agreed that we’re not supposed to be in the same place at the same time. Ireland must’ve sensed my discomfort because she shot me a questioning look. I held her hand under the table and gave it a squeeze and it was not a gesture to reassure her, but it was more of helping me to keep calm.

Maliyah kept her eyes on me as they approached, her hand clasping Derek’s arm. The atmosphere became arctic cold as the rest of the team grew quiet probably waiting for what’s going to happen any minute now. “Elijah, it’s been a while.” She said as they stood behind Micah who was sitting across from me. She’s got balls, I’ll give her that. “Maliyah.” I acknowledged with a tight nod. She then turned to Ireland with a hint of a smirk. “I don’t think we’ve met before,” Ireland shifted beside me and straightened her back. “No, we haven’t.” She answered calmly, smiling like she wasn’t rattled at all.

Before Maliyah can say anything, Ireland turned towards me “the food is delicious,” she said effectively dismissing Maliyah. I gave her a knowing grin and raised her hand to my lips and kissed it. That’s my feisty girl! I didn’t want to give even a millisecond of my time to them, so I continued my conversation with my brother. They took their seat at the end of the table and I just tuned out whatever it is they’re saying to anyone they’re talking to.

I took pleasure in knowing that Maliyah was glaring at me and Ireland. She’s probably dying to know more about what our relationship is and if looks can kill, I’ll probably be long gone by now. She wasn’t supposed to be here and they both know that, so why should I even feel guilty for not wanting to exchange pleasantries. They could drop dead for all I care. Both of them should stay the fuck away from me or Ireland if they know what’s good for them.

Dinner was nearly over and I had to take a piss. Ireland must have gone as well because she wasn’t there when I got back, but then I also noticed that Maliyah was not there. “Where’d Ireland go?” I asked Micah. “She needed to take a phone call so she stepped outside.” Shit! I have a very bad feeling about this. I strode towards the entrance to look for her. I just hope I'm wrong about this.

“How long do you think it will take before he decides to ditch you?” I heard Maliyah say to Ireland. I didn’t think that she'll pull something off knowing that there are a lot of people around, and boy was I so wrong. I guess once you’re a bitch, you’ll always be one. “You better be prepared to kiss him goodbye because I have proof that my son is his, and once I show him that, I’ll make sure you’re going to be forgotten,” she stated with a menacing tone. I wanted to smack her hard across the face badly. I was about to confront her, but I stopped dead in my tracks when Ireland answered, “news flash Maliyah, he left you because you’re manipulative, scandalous, and selfish. Even if we end things between us I'm positive he's not going to take you back. Also, you can say what you want, but your words don’t mean shit to me.”

She saw me standing at the entrance when she turned her back on Maliyah and I was crushed to see anger and hurt in her eyes. I glared daggers at the bitch who ruined the night and she froze in place. That didn't surprise me at all. I was about to put her back into place when Ireland asked, "Do you still need to stay or can we go?" I stared intently into her eyes and answered, "We can go, angel. Let's just say goodbye to the guys and get our stuff." I'm not going to deal with Maliyah just yet, but she sure can bet her ass that all of hell will rain upon her soon.

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