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She frowns. “Puh-leez. The Seahawks are a decent team, but they’re not so impressive when they’re not at home with all their twelfth man loud stadium garbage. Niners totally have this one.”
Holy shit, this chick knows football? “I disagree. Wilson has been in top shape this season.”
She smirks. “So has Kaepernick.”
I may have just jizzed in my pants a little. How can a woman this hot possibly know football? I think I’m in love. “You willing to put your money where your mouth is?”
She backs her bike out of the rack and straddles it. “What did you have in mind?”
I picture her straddling my face instead as I pull my bike out too. “For every Seahawks touchdown, you owe me a beer. I’ll do the same for you if the Niners ever get one.”
She glares at me. “Oh, you’re so on! But make mine soda.”
My mouth quirks at that. So she’s not a rule breaker, huh? I’ll have to see what I can do about that. “It’s a date.”
She frowns. “No, not a date. We’re just going to…hang out.”
I mirror her expression. “What’s wrong with a date? Do you have a boyfriend?”
She shakes her head. “No, no boyfriend. I’m just not looking for a date right now.”
I feign nonchalance. “That’s cool. We can totally just hang.”
She perks up again. “Really? You’d be okay with that? I don’t want to give you the wrong impression—I mean what I say—I’m just looking for a friend. Nothing more.”
Man, she’s going to be tougher to crack than I thought. “It’s totally fine. I could always use more friends. The more the merrier, right?”
Her face lights up in a smile as she turns her bike towards the other end of campus. “Right. I’ll meet you there around five. I need to get to class.”
“See you then,” I say as I watch her pedal away.
MY BUDDY ADAM AND I are playing pool when she walks in. “Day-um,” he says as he watches her coming towards us.
“Dibs,” I call as I set the pool stick down. “I’m done playing, man. This is my date.” Whether Devyn wants to call it one or not, this dickhead needs
to know she’s off limits.
She smiles as I approach her. “Hi, Riley.” She looks around. “You’re right; this place is pretty cool.”
My eyes run the length of her body. She’s wearing the same jeans from earlier but she’s changed into a form-fitting 49ers t-shirt. Her tits are a little on the small side but they’re nicely rounded and perky. I find myself wondering what shade of pink her nipples are. She clears her throat, probably because I’m staring at her chest. I lift my eyes and say, “Nice shirt.”
She looks down. “Thanks. It’s my lucky shirt. They win every time I wear it.”
I laugh as I take her hand and lead her to a table in the back. “Oh yeah? Well, good call because they need all the help they can get.”
She glances at our joined hands and blushes. “So you say. We’ll see.” She pulls her hand away and takes a seat.
I take the chair directly across from her. I deliberately chose a two-top so the assholes that are currently checking her out get the message to leave us alone.
I raise the pitcher of beer that I set down earlier and pour a glass. “You want one?”
She gulps. “No, thank you.”
I smile. “Oh, that’s right, you’re more of a soda girl. What can I get for you?”
“Pepsi or Coke is fine,” she says.
I make a quick run to the bar and return with a glass of Pepsi. I place it in front of her with a dramatic bow. “Your soda, milady.”
