The Nemesis Affair. Erin McCarthy

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      From Sam: The ladies will appreciate your increased stamina.

      Then a second text. Or the gents? However you roll, leg strength is a positive attribute. :)

      Yeah, this definitely felt weird. He had no interest in discussing his sexual preferences with someone he’d never met. Yet it seemed rude not to answer and it wasn’t as if Sam had asked something particularly personal. Using voice command, he responded. In my case, the ladies. Though not many ladies these days.

      Why, are you ugly? Or married?

      That made him laugh again. For some reason he was picturing Sam as the type of guy who was always the water boy at sporting events. Small, wiry, quick with a quip, slightly nerdy.

      I’m no pretty boy but I don’t make babies cry either.

      No one who wants a nemesis is pretty.

      Was that true? Liam wasn’t sure. It wasn’t as though he had looked into it ahead of time. Plus he wasn’t even sure he was the type who wanted a nemesis. He was just desperate.

      Ego just a tiny bit nicked, he decided to send a picture of himself playing. You couldn’t really see his face in it. Just his dirty uniform, his arm muscles. It was a cool shot he’d lifted off the team’s website, taken during a match the previous season. So take that, Sam. He was no namby-pamby.

      The minute he actually hit Send he felt like an idiot. This wasn’t Tinder or Zoosk. He wasn’t looking to impress a chick. It was to release tension and the fucking ridiculous feelings of inadequacy his job, and his retirement from rugby, inspired.

      Now the very fact that he was trying to impress the nerdy nemesis he was paying to bully him, made him feel like a gigantic asshole.

      When the fuck had it all come to this?

      As his mother always said, every man is wise until he speaks. The modern amendment should be until he sends a text.

      Liam put his phone away and ran faster, harder.

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