Take Alina to a different room.

You said. "Follow me."

Alina is intrigued by your words. You grab her wrist and take her to a nearby room with a large pool table. Alina giggles. "So what are we here to do? Is it to have sex, or are we just talking?"

"We can do a little bit of both." Your voice came off gruffer than intended. "Tell me, what are your goals with Jason, to begin with?"

She shrug. "Nothing too sinister, John. I just wanted a guy to use while we attend school and get a scholarship for college together. I want what you have with Ava, without the cheating." Those fluttering words dig underneath your skin as she continues. "It would be better if he can be successful and not lose any more games this season."

You shake your head and take a step away from her, looking at the pool sticks on the wall and grabbing a stick. Her eyes follow you closely as you circle the table.

"You really have your boyfriend wrapped around that little cute finger, don't you?"

"I wouldn't say he's wrapped. I would prefer the term influenced, molded. He knows I am better at handling his ego instead of letting himself fumble along. We are so close to making the playoffs, which means earning more eyes from scouts. I do want something from you."

"What is that?"

"Sir, it seems every time you give Jason a prep talk. He gets better at making his reads. Reading the defense, calling the right audible at the perfect time. You are key to my life goals."

You said "You can't control him or me."

Alina laughs. The laughter is coming from the deepest parts of her stomach, and it's almost contagious.

"Oh sir." She places a hand on your back and whispers in your ear, her soft lips brushing against your cheek. "That was the furthest thing from my mind. I can't control you because of how smart you are. That is why we should work together, not as rivals. If anything. You can be another person to help mold me to my goals." Her lips are now pressing softly against your ear. "I can see in your eyes you've been cheating on Ava, Mr. Stevenson." Alina is licking your neck, kissing your neck and ears. "You don't want your little secret to get passed around town into your wife's ears."