I don’t say anything.
But yeah. I saw what he was wearing.
Chapter 5
Before
“You been checking me out,” Jason says, taking a step forward.
And then another.
Until I’m backed up against Nate’s truck and he’s close enough that our shoes are touching. He still smells like grass and sweat from football practice, but I don’t even care, because he’s accusing me of checking him out, and he doesn’t seem offended in the least.
“I— I wasn’t—”
He puts his hand against the truck beside my head, and I feel the distinct feeling of terror that my brother could walk out at any moment and catch me in this position with one of his players.
Thecaptainof the team.
He leans in closer, until his lips brush my ear, his breath sending goosebumps scattering across my body. “You want this dick?”
“I—”
I don’t know what to say. I’m not even sure this is really happening. My brain feels floaty, trying to wake up from whatever dream I’ve stumbled into and bring me back to reality.
Jason must be able to tell it’s not a no, because he doesn’t pause at my hesitation.
His body presses against mine, pinning me against the car. He’s touching me everywhere, from head to toe, and I can feel his hard length pressing into me. “Meet me here, after dark. And don’t tell nobody.”
The only thing I can do is nod, and that’s enough for him. He pulls away and heads back toward the gym entrance, leaving me trembling against Nate’s truck.
Did that seriously just happen?
Now
That last time I blew off Mike must have done something.
I thought it came off okay, that Ryan and I had other plans. But clearly, I was wrong, and now, Mike has decided he’s done being the nice roommate he was pretending to be, and to carry on with the lifestyle I was warned about.
It started with a party.
I came home one night, same as always, after my shift at a campus coffee shop I work at a few times a week for extra cash, and instead of walking into my quiet home, where I planned to finish the rest of my homework and go to bed early, I walked into something straight out of a movie.
I mean it.
I didn’t know shit like this actually happened in real life.
I’ve been to a few parties at Rosehill University, after Ryan wore me down. I went, and I had a terrible time hanging out in dorms full of people I don’t know. But it was mostly underclassmen. A few people drinking wine coolers and TikTok songs loud enough that the speakers were getting that buzzy sound. Nothing crazy.
Thisis crazy.
There are bodies everywhere. People making out on the stairs. And where is that girl’s shirt? I think that might be Mike’sfriend, the one with the pink hair, standing on our coffee table, singing bad karaoke in a bra the same color as her hair.
What the hell.
I find Mike with a girl I don’t recognize.
She’s tall, taller than him in high heels, but neither of them seems to mind. He’s leaning against the wall with a hand by her head, and I can tell by their body language that she’s liking whatever he’s saying.
