Chapter 40

“O.B. over here,” came the voice again. It was Chuck.

O.B. swallowed hard and made his way over to the man. He was standing a little away from the group of fans.

“What the hell are you doin’ here?” O.B. hissed under his breath when he was in front of Chuck

“Is that any way to greet a fan?” Chuck asked with a smile.

“You’re no baseball fan!” O.B. retorted. “What do you want?”

“You,” Chuck said, smiling more broadly.

“I’m sorry, Chucky boy, but that’s not gonna happen,” O.B. said, realizing that Chuck was in a position to blow his cover and create problems.

If Avery hadn’t come into the picture, O.B. might have given in to a little sexual blackmail. After all, Chuck had been a good fuck and had a great body. But now too much was riding on O.B.’s staying true to Avery to give in, if sex for silence was what was on Chuck’s mind