Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
“But maybe you haven’t found the right girl. Maybe this girl might have been the right girl?”
With a roar of laughter, Skip reached over and tapped Skylar on the nose. “Sky, I love you, and I love that you’re worried about me finding love and all that shit. I’m really happy you and Wyatt found that with each other. That’s not me though. I’m not ready to settle down. I want to have fun.”
“So, messing around with girls is fun?”
“No. Fucking them is fun.”
“Ugh! Stop that!”
“Why? It’s the truth. Skylar, surely you knew I wasn’t the one-lady type of guy. That was clear in high school when I was out every weekend with a different girl.”
She shrugged. “I guess I just never pictured you as a man-whore.”
It was then I looked around and noticed all the girls looking over at our table. When the one girl with red hair saw me, she smiled and waved. I quickly looked away and focused back in on Skylar.
“If that’s what you want to call it. I’m honestly surprised Mitch has been with Michelle as long as he has been.”
Oh, shit. This was not going to turn out good with Skip heading to Austin.
“How long will you be in Austin, Skip?” I asked, hoping we could move on from Skip’s promiscuous ways.
“Two days. Dinner with the family, and then if I can get Mitch out for a few hours, grab a movie or something with him.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing could happen in a movie.
“Excuse me?”
We all looked up at the redhead who had just smiled and waved at me. “My girlfriend and I were wondering if you two would like to join us at our table.”
Furrowing my brows, I stared at the girl.
“You two? Who exactly are you talking about?” Skylar asked.
Skip laughed.
“The two hotter-than-hot guys you’re sitting with. I’m sorry. Are you with one of them?”
Skylar’s mouth dropped damn near to the floor.
“Yes! And how rude to come up and do what you just did. Not to mention, it was rather a whore type of move.”
The redhead turned to me and smiled.
I held up my hands and pointed to Skylar. “I’m with her.”
With a pout, she said, “Pity.”
When she turned her attention to Skip, he cracked up even harder. “Baby, I am nobody’s sloppy seconds. Y’all enjoy your dinner ’cause you won’t be snacking on anything at this table.”
Once the girl walked away, I couldn’t help but lose it. Skylar looked both confused and pissed off.
“Jesus. Did that really just happen? Did it?” Skylar asked with a disgusted look.
“Hey, how about a movie?” Skip asked, changing the subject.
Skylar leaned back and folded her arms. “I don’t know. Will you be bringing a friend with you?”
“No! Come on, let’s go fill our faces with popcorn and candy, like we used to.”
“Y’all go on without me. I’m going to head back to Sky’s to study for a bit.”
Skip looked at Skylar and pouted. “Please? I came all this way to see my baby sister!”
“Fine. But I get to pick!”
Skylar dropped me off at her apartment while she and Skip made their way to the movie theater. The assholes who lived next to Skylar were playing their music so loud that I couldn’t even think straight, never mind the girl upstairs who was walking on her treadmill.
“Shit, at this rate, I’ll never pass this test.”
I gathered up my books and tossed them into my backpack. I left Skylar a note saying I was going to the library, and then I headed out to my truck. I’d parked it here and driven with Skylar to practice.
Once I made my way to a corner table in the library, I breathed a sigh of relief. “Finally, peace and quiet.”
Looking at my phone, I reached up and stretched. I’d been here for two hours. Opening up my text messages, I saw Skylar had texted me over thirty minutes ago, and I must not have heard it.
Sky: Out of movies. I want pizza!
I quickly responded back.
Me: In the library. Is this a brother-sister thing, or am I invited? And how are y’all hungry already? We just ate BBQ not that long ago.
I waited for her to respond. When she didn’t respond right away, I assumed she was driving.
“Wyatt? Wyatt Smith?”
Glancing up, I saw two girls standing in front of me. One had blonde hair that was pulled into a ponytail, and the other had brown hair that was long and straight. The way they were looking at me instantly had me on guard.
Why do they both look so familiar?
“Yeah, do we know each other?”
Both of them giggled, but the blonde sat on the table, which caused me to push my chair away from her.
“You’re the new quarterback, aren’t you?” the blonde asked as she bit down on her finger.