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Those bright green eyes.
That perfect pink mouth.
The shape of those soft nipples.
Fuck, I’m jonesing so fucking bad.
For her.
I need more.
Jake walks into the kitchen, dressed like he’s getting ready to go out.
“Where are you going?” Gabriel asks him.
“To a freshman party,” West answers for him. “I can’t figure out why my boy here wants to go and hang out with a bunch of freshmen, but I’m going along for moral support.”
Jake grabs a taco from West’s fully loaded plate. “Hey—” West protests.
“Freshman orientation week,” Jake grins, taking a bite. “Come on, Westie. You know it sounds like fun.”
“Looks like we’re going to the party too, Gabe.” I honestly don’t mean to rile him but there’s no question I’m going, and I know he’ll insist on supervising me.
“You think this is funny?” Gabriel seethes, setting our bag of food on the table. We stopped by the food trucks, deciding to get it to go since Gabe was lecturing me the whole time about how I need to ignore the whole amygdala thing and concentrate on football. A total 180 from our earlier conversation in the locker room, I pointed out, which only pissed him off more.
“No. I don’t think this is funny.” I open the bag and take out some fries and a burger. “I don’t tend to be entertained by my own doom.”
“Doom?” West is watching our back-and-forth like he’s enthralled by a tennis match.
“All you have to do is practice some self-control for a few months and distract yourself with someone else,” Gabe tells me.
Sounds easy enough. But I already know my fate is sealed. It’s a weird feeling, when the two things you want most out of life are suddenly at war and you know there’s really only one you’ll sacrifice.
But I play it cool. “I don’t know why you’re getting so worked up. I’ve literally said one word to her.”
“Exactly. You can’t make a judgement that fast.”
“Her?” West’s eyebrows shoot up.
“Oh, I can make a judgement that fast. You’re the one who said it. ‘There’s a science to attraction,’ I think were your exact words. I can’t fight science.” I take a bite of my burger.
“Can someone please tell us what the fuck you two are talking about?” Jake goes over to the fridge, pulling out four Rolling Rocks and setting them on the table.
“Our starting quarterback thinks he’s got a thing for the coach’s very off-limits daughter,” Gabe says, “less than a week before the first game of the season.”
West grins despite himself. “No shit.”
Jake takes a sip of his beer. “Zara?”
“Yes,” Gabe confirms grimly. “Zara.”
Even the sound of her name makes my chest ache.
She’ll be at the freshman party. I’ll see her again tonight.
Jake’s watching me, reading my mind. “That would be a very bad idea, bro.”
“Tell me something I don’t already know, Jakey.”
