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“Yeah Sure,” hehis head “I’ll believe that when I see it Just re with Not mine”

I laugh again and walk off, leaving hiet it Not many people do With the exception ofpartner, Josh, no one really getsto impress anyone; it’s just how I am Why pretend to be someone I’m not?

I love tennis, I really do, but the fact that I’ood at it doesn’t h to understand that I was born with a hell of a gift, and I’ve used it to e Because of it, I’ve built a life for myself and my family that most people could only dream of

But there are a lot of people who think I’ the level I can I’ nurand slams under my belt, and I’ve lost count of how et?

That’s not h I know I soine your life is Monopoly, and that every time you play, you win There has to be a point when you think why do I keep playing this when I know I’ to win? Where’s the incentive? Where is the drive?

The late nights, the partying—it’s allmyself, believe it or not If I can ith the world’s worst hangover, exhausted after God knoabout ht?

Leaving the stadiue my clothes before I pull the hot journalist’s nuits into my phone and wait for her to answer

I know she will, because they always do

“Anna speaking” Just the sound of her voice makes my cock twitch

“Hello, Anna,” I murmur I help myself to the s it into a glass along with three cubes of ice

“Who is this?” Her voice is coy She asks in such a way that I know she knoho it is, but I play along

“You’re in the habit of handing out your nuuys, are you?” I chuckle and take a sip ofon the arm of the chesterfield sofa that faces the fireplace “It’s Ryder I ondering if you had plans tonight”

“I do have plans, I’ht now,” she adds

I s

“I’ at the Royal, in rooo out Or stay in,” I add for effect