Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
The only girl I want is across the cafeteria showing off. Bex is out of her seat, dressed in mesh basketball shorts and a fitted Under Armour tee with both hands raised in the air. She pivots her left foot, pretending to fake out an opponent, and then demonstrates a jump shot. Her feet leave the floor, her form perfect as she makes the imaginary shot.
My face hurts from smiling. I’m in awe of her and now considering going over there. But I don’t want a lecture about how Saturday night was a one-time thing. She’s told me so in every text message. I should accept it and heed Coach Bryant’s warning. But I don’t care. I keep telling myself he will understand. That he will make an exception for his favorite player.
“You look like a creeper, Parker.” Drake snaps me back to reality.
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
He points at Bex. “You like Coach’s daughter.”
I laugh. “No, I don’t.”
“She slept at the house,” Jamie says. “In your bedroom. Don’t give us that shit about being friends because you don’t have any friends that are girls.”
“I do now,” I challenge.
I hate pretending like we’re friends when all I want to do is rip Bex’s clothes off every time I see her.
“I call bullshit,” Drake says. “Man up and go over there.”
“I’m good right here.” I shovel a forkful of chicken into my mouth, avoiding Drake’s gaze.
“We’ve known you for how long?” Jamie asks. “Oh, wait, your entire life. You don’t think we know you well enough by now to see you’ve got it bad for Bex Bryant.”
“Keep your voice down,” I growl. “Do you want everyone in the cafeteria to hear you? Coach will lose his fucking shit if he finds out.”
“She did more than sleep in your bed,” Jamie smirks. “I share a wall with you, remember?”
“I didn’t think anyone was home.”
“You two were fucking all night and most of the morning. It was hard to miss the show you put on for the house.”
I’ve been denying I had sex with Bex for days, but these guys know me better than anyone. Even if Jamie didn’t hear us, he could read the lies on my lips and see the deception on my face. We’re too close for him to miss the signs.
“Keep that information to yourself,” I spit back, annoyed. “What happened this weekend doesn’t leave our house.”
Jamie holds up his hands. “No argument here. I don’t want you to lose playing time over a girl.”
“Me either,” Drake says. “No girl is worth fucking up your career.”
An awkward silence passes between us where we eat our food, too busy chewing to speak. And it’s nice. The interrogation about Bex was getting on my nerves. All it would take is one person to overhear our conversation and tell Coach Bryant I betrayed his trust. I already feel guilty about what I did. But being with Bex felt good. It still does.
Bex spins around, and our eyes meet. I haven’t been able to steel them away since I first noticed her in the cafeteria. She raises her hand and waves.
Her simple gesture tugs at something inside me. A wave of nerves shoots through my body, and my mouth goes dry. Why does she do this to me? I smile in return. She licks hers focusing on my face.
Before I know what I’m doing, I get up from the table.
“Don’t do it,” Jamie warns.
I ignore him and stroll over to Bex’s table as if I’m drawn to her like a magnet. She has this strange hold over me. And now that I know how she feels, how she tastes, and the sexy moans she makes when she comes, I need more. I can’t control myself.
“Preston,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest. “What can I do for you?”
I want to kiss the smug look from her face and then bend her over this fucking table. She’s killing me. I never knew I could be so drawn to someone, so addicted to being around her. But I am.
“Can I talk to you for a second?”
She thinks over my question and nods. “What’s up?”
I grab her elbow and tug hard enough to get her to follow me away from her table. She locks onto me, her eyes burning into mine. I want to kiss her right here in front of the entire cafeteria.
I lead her in the direction of my table. “I need to see you again.”
“We had a deal.” Her voice is low. She’s careful not to speak too loud with everyone watching us. “What part about one-time did you not understand? You should be used to hooking up with girls and forgetting about them the next day. This shouldn’t be any different.”
I place my hand on her shoulder, and I can feel watchful eyes on me. But who the hell cares? What I want to say to Bex needs to be said before I go crazy. She has to know how I feel.