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in it. My jaw clenched as the sharp needles pricked my skin, the painful bite of the ice shocking. 
    Fuck, I don't miss this about playing ball.
    She shifted, snuggling back into me. Her ass pressing into my dick pulled my entire focus, making the pain a distant memory.
    Digging my phone out of my pocket, I called my agent, intending to leave a voicemail.
    He picked up on the second ring.
    “What are you doing? Pictures with girls! At clubs! The store! You're fucking up your image!” he all but yelled at me.
    “I'll be outta town for a couple of days. Be back for my shoot Friday morning. And the girls you are seeing me with? It's one girl. My fiancé.”
    “You got engaged? Are you crazy? You can't marry pussy you've been fucking on and off for years! You can't—”
    “Stop. I met her eight days ago, and—”
    “You can't marry some girl you just met. David—”
    “I didn't ask for your opinion. I never signed up for the image you and Elaine created for me. Don't get confused. I chose to keep my life private, now I'm choosing not to.”
    “You'll lose fans, David. You can't—”
    “The only thing you're worried about is money. So let me explain it to you like this: I'm getting married to the girl I'm fucking crazy in love with. And if you can't manage my career without me playing along with your image , I will get another agent.”
    “David, have you talked to Elaine about this?” he asked, panic in his voice.
    “Yes, Martin, I have. We've already worked out the details.”
    “David, who are you talking to?” Austin murmured.
    Fuck, I was waking her up again. And I really didn't want her hearing about this shit now.
    “My agent, sweetheart. Sorry.” I wanted to comb my fingers through her hair, soothe her back to sleep, but one was holding the phone while the other was in ice.
    “She's with you? Where are you?”
    “On a plane.” I lowered my voice, trying to keep her from hearing. “I forwarded my calls to Aaron. He's more than capable of handling my affairs for a few days. Can you handle my career for two days?”
    “Yes. Just think about this—”
    “Stop talking. Now , Martin. Next time I talk to you, we'll decide if we need to part ways.”
    “What about next season? Did you still want to do that or—?”
    “No reason to discuss that until I get back. If you're not my agent anymore, no reason for you to do the work.”
    “David, no. It's fine. We'll figure somethin—”
    “Your attitude about my life needs to change.” I took a breath and growled low, “And, Martin, ever refer to her as pussy again and I'll break your fucking jaw.”
    “David—”
    I ended the call before he could piss me off more. The only thing he cared about was getting his ten-percent.
    “I need to make one more call. Okay?” I whispered, hoping she was asleep.
    She made a noise and snuggled her ass back into me further.
    I quickly called Elaine, hoping she would pick up.
    “Seriously? What else could you possibly want from me, David?” she said in greeting.
    “Small problem. We're not going to Vegas,” I whispered.
    “What? Why?” Elaine sounded panicked on the other end, a feeling I understood very well at the moment. 
    “She said no to Vegas.” I turned my head away trying to prevent Austin from hearing us, which made me feel like an asshole for keeping this from her.
    “You said you'd get her to agree to Vegas! You said it wouldn't be a problem!” Elaine screeched loud enough for Austin to hear.
    “Well, I was wrong. She doesn't want Vegas. And stop yelling,” I whispered harshly.
    “Are you serious? What's this girl done to you?” When I didn't respond, she continued, “What does she want instead?”
    “She didn't say. So, we're on our way to the Virgin Islands now.”
    “David, I already traded big favors to hold it until tomorrow. Pay the fee for a same-day wedding.”
    That was my plan, which was the reason I chose the location. Same-day wedding.
    “I will, but we won't be able to get