Willison POV

Willison shrugged and grinned. “There are so many fish in the sea. Why should I tie myself down to one?”

The guys laughed, and Willison grinned smugly. He wasn’t about to admit it to these buffoons, but he was getting a little sick and tired of the dating scene. Not that he was ready to settle down, god no. He just…he was just bored, he supposed. His weekends, he has become a montage of different women, blending into one. He didn’t sleep with them all, even if that’s what most of the town believed. Even so, it was becoming a bit tedious.

He used to love the game....