WILLIE AWOKE THE NEXT MORNING TO THE SOUND OF A SCREAM. She jumped, and she was glad that she had decided to throw on one of Jamie's shirts in the middle of the night because when she looked up, she saw none other than Roy Kent standing in the doorway to the Tartt man's bedroom. "What the fuck?"

"Roy, why are you in here?" Jamie groaned, running a hand through his hair and groaning as he checked the time. Willie slowly began to piece everything together, and she remembered that Roy had offered to train Jamie and that they went out every morning at four AM.

"I'll fucking kill you," Roy shouted, pointing at the man in the bed. He looked like he was about to fight him, and Willie kind of felt bad. If Jamie died, it would be all her fault. If anything, Roy was going to make him work a thousand times harder because he seemed really mad for some reason. "I come in to pick you up for training, and this is what I find?"

Jamie turned to the woman and explained, "Usually he waits outside."

"Well, it was cold outside!" Roy defended. Willie had to admit that he had a point. She had been out there about four hours ago, and she was sure that it had only gotten colder since. Man, Jamie was going to have to go out there in the cold and work out with less than three hours of sleep keeping him going.

"All right, I'm coming," the Tartt man groaned, and he leaned over to where the brunette was propping herself up on her elbows. He pressed his lips to hers quickly. "You look amazing."

She blushed and smiled up at him, but Roy really did not seem too happy about the display of affection. He grabbed a pillow that had fallen off the bed and chucked it at them to get them to pull away from each other. "No! Do not do that when I'm here."

"Sorry, man," Jamie apologized, but there was a grin on his face that told them that he did not mean it at all.

"Move! Move! Move!" the older man ordered, and the younger guy jumped up and shuffled into his closet to put on something that he could work out in. He had put on sweatpants at some point, and Willie was thankful that she and Roy did not see him naked at the same time. That would have been awkward. As soon as the door closed behind him, the Kent whipped his head around toward her. "Did he do something to you? Were you drugged or forced here against your will?"

She was shocked by the question, and she wondered if he actually thought that Jamie would do something like that. "What? Roy, no!"

"Just making sure.," he sai, putting his hands up in surrender. She just sighed and rolled over, pulling the sheet over her head so that she could get some more sleep before she had to get up and go back home.

《❂》

RICHMOND LOST THEIR GAME IN AMSTERDAM THE NEXT WEEK. It was a friendly, and they still could not manage to score even one point against AJAX's five. It was kind of really depressing, and every single player was down about it. No one would even speak on the bus until Ted informed them that there was no curfew that night.

Which meant that they had the night off in Amsterdam.

Keeley was on a private plane to Norway with her girlfriend who was crazy rich, Rebecca was nowhere to be found, and Roy had stolen Jamie for more conditioning that was supposed to last the entire night. So, as long as they did not go anywhere too crazy, Willie was planning to hang out with the team.

They were in the lobby of their hotel and trying to figure out where they were going to go for the night. A woman that worked at the hotel came over to them and raised her eyebrows, and Willie was honestly contemplating asking if she wanted to join them because she was unsure of whether or not she would be able to handle all of that testosterone for the whole night. "Would any of you gentlemen or lady care for some drinks?"

"No!" Isaac shouted aggressively because everyone had started telling her their orders. They all shut up and turned to look at him, wondering what he was so mad about. He addressed the woman, "We're about to head out, but thank you."

"Yeah. That's everyone. So, what's the plan for the night then, Captain?" Sam asked as she walked away and the rest of them sat down to decide. They were in Amsterdam, so apparently, that meant that they had thousands of options. Willie had never been there before or even heard much about it, but Lois had told her that it was a beautiful city filled with parties and tons of things to do.

Isaac informed them that he was taking suggestions, and Richard was the first to speak up. Ever loyal to his home country, he informed them, "For me, the best option for a night in Amsterdam is a train to Paris. I'm gonna say it again. I am not kidding."

"Oh, you know, my father actually suggested we take a boat tour through the canal. Great way to see the city," Sam added, and a couple of people nodded at that, including Willie. She was definitely on the side of a nice, peaceful night instead of one filled with dancing and flashing lights.

"We're near The Hague. We can go to the International Court of Justice," Bumbercatch told them. He put his hands together in a way that a villain would, and he narrowed his eyes under the brim of his red hat. "Poke around. Ask some questions."

Dani said, "I would like to see a tulip."

"You mean tulip fields?" Willie questioned, tilting her head slightly in confusion. She was sure that they could find him a tulip field fairly easily from the pictures that she had seen of Holland. However, she was unsure if that and the windmills were just some random lore that Americans had made up.

The Rojas man shook his head frantically, and he seemed shocked that she even suggested it. "No, no, no. Just one tulip. An entire field will be incredibly overwhelming."

"Y'all are joking, right?" Van Damme quizzed. He stammered for a moment as if he was wondering what the hell they were saying when they had a much better option. He scoffed, "We — We gotta go to a live sex show."

"If we go to a sex show, I'm dipping," Willie informed them, putting her hands in the air. She loved the guys, but that was not an experience that she needed to have with them. She was perfectly fine staying at the hotel and watching Almost Famous for the upteenth time.

When they asked Trent Crimm, who was reading a book behind them, for help, he explained, "Well, the city has a wonderful museum culture. In fact, tonight is what's known as Museumnacht, where they stay open till quite late."

"I didn't come to Amsterdam to learn things," Colin responded, and a lot of the guys nodded in agreement.

"I don't know," Sam sighed, and they all looked over at him. Willie had yet to comment on everything because she had never been to the city and therefore had no clue what there was to do. The city does seem lovely, but maybe it would just be easier if all of us stayed in and enjoyed a nice team movie night."

The Carlisle woman liked that plan, but everyone else just looked at him like he was a total idiot. Isaac then looked to the native Dutch, which was a great idea and something that none of them had thought of. "Jan Maas, we're on your home turf. What you got for us?"

"Okay, tourists, thank you for getting all those terrible ideas out of the way. Now listen, my cousin, Martin Garrix, is deejaying at a private all-night party," he said. Willie's eyes widened, and if they ended up choosing that, then she was definitely staying back. "We're talking drinking, dancing and women into the morning, which is when they'll be serving a hearty breakfast."

"Hey, guys, I'm sorry. Sorry. I think I need to bow out. Yeah. I ate some pickled herring earlier, and now my stomach is bothering me. I cannot wait to hear all the dirty details," Colin told them, standing up. Willie got u and gave him a hug. She knew where he was going since he had told her about it, and she knew that he was just lying so that he would be able to sneak out while they were all arguing.

"So it seems like this private party is the obvious answer?" Jan asked, and a lot of people nodded in agreement. Willie got ready to make up some excuse, but he added, "We just gotta take the bus to Groningen, which is only a two-hour drive."

Everyone began yelling at him because there was no way that they were driving two hours for a random party. They continued to argue, and finally, Dani shouted over all of them, "Hey, hey, hey, amigos. Why don't we just split up? The tulips with me!"

"No! Overruled. We pick one place, and we go as a team," Isaac demanded. He stood up and looked over at the woman that had offered to get them drinks earlier. "Excuse me. I think we're gonna order them drinks now. And can you bring me a giant stack of napkins? Thanks. Voting time."

《❂》

THEY ENDED UP HAVING AN EPIC PILLOW FIGHT AND A GREAT NIGHT. The next day, they were exhausted as they climbed onto the bus, but they were so happy with how everything went. Willie actually participated, and she and Jan Maas led their team to victory.

Jamie showed up about five minutes after she sat down, and he seemed surprisingly happy and not as tired as he sat down next to her. She raised her eyebrows at him, waiting for him to start complaining or crying or something. "How was your night?"

"Really really good," he answered with a smile on his face.

There was no way that it was that good. She was sure that Roy made him run across the entire city or something, but he did not seem all that out of breath. He was just sitting there with that stupid grin, and she was a tad scared that Roy had broken him. "Really?"

"Really," he confirmed, and they had said that word a lot within the past few seconds. She nodded slowly, still terrified. He leaned his head on her shoulder with a sigh, and she put hers on top of his. "There was only one thing that could have made it better. You."

"Well, I'm sorry I couldn't tag along, but I actually had a very eventful night with the team," she explained, and she was glad that he could not see the blush on her face. She was honestly loving all of the affection from him. It was something that Alex had never given her. "We went to a live sex show and then to a party and then everyone made out with each other."

He chuckled. "Sounds eventful."