Marcus’ POV
I’m on such a damn high as I make my way back to the locker room with my team, our epic win runs through my head over and over again to such an extent, that it feels slightly unreal. We won, we f.ucking won and I know it was all down to my lucky charm.
Entering the changing area, the euphoria is contagious, the guys yelling and thumping each other as they drag off their gear to head toward the showers.
‘Drinks at Aces?’ one of the lads calls out, his words answered with a resounding bellow of affirmations. Rest day tomorrow, and the high of the break in our losing streak, you bet your damn ass that everyone wants to head out.
‘What about you Cap?’ I ask, nudging Ashton with my shoulder as he drops onto the bench beside me to untie his laces, ‘you comi……
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