Praise (Salacious Players Club, #1)

by Sara Cate

A slight fear settles over me at the thought that he could be someone from my regular life⁠—

IF IT’S HER DAD THE WAY I WILL SCREAM MY BROTHER IN CHRIST.

Quickly, I tidy my desk and rush to the center of the room. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.

Oh she’s gonna get his ass.

In the photo, Sophie was six, and I was twelve. Instead of the blue hair she has now, it was cropped short. With a blue Olaf T-shirt, shorts, and light-up sneakers, I understand why Emerson had to ask who it was in the picture. Because when he looks at the photo, he sees a little boy.

OH I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A LIL SAPHIC SHES TRANS ILL CRY

Like doing the bare minimum, loving someone unconditionally, is so great.

I wish I could face that fucker right now.

Maybe not right now but you might

Then he opens his desk drawer and drops the panties in.

Ah he’s gonna regret that when they break up lmao

“Charlotte, get out here!” my father bellows from outside my pool house, and I freeze. What the fuck?

😬 he was at the club huh

My hand covers my mouth, and I glance toward the house again to make sure Sophie isn’t around to hear this.

Bro did Sophie call beau or Emerson I’ll scream

Beau and I were in the car together, a small miracle in itself, when we got a call from Sophie.

I KNEW IT LETS GO BABY SMURF

She was scared of her father, so she called me. It makes me hate that asshole even more when I think about it.

I’m crying thanks