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My face flushed some more and I cleared my throat. “We’re not all on a mission to get laid.”
His eyes scanned behind me and the corner of his lips quirked. “Shame that.”
I was getting more confused by the second.
“You look kinda funky, there Barlow.”
“Being insulted tends to do that to a girl.”
All humour left his face as he looked me over. “Looks aren’t all that…inspires…”
I huffed and was annoyed enough with him that I was completely honest. “I’m sure that sentence makes more sense when you know what that means.”
Disgusted with myself that I’d let him get under my skin, I turned away. But, he caught my arm gently.
“Inspired, Barlow. As in inspiring a hard on. You with me?”
I looked at him and I had the annoying feeling his eyes were softening as he looked at me.Actually interested? Playing me?
“I understand you. I’m certainly notwithyou.”
I watched as the fire highlighted the humour returning to his eyes. “Like I said, looks aren’t all that inspire.”
He searched my face for a second and walked away, leaving me with goose bumps trailing over my skin and my breath a little short. Had he just meant what it sounded like? Surely not. Roman didn’t do… Well, anything that was more than a passing hook up.
To be insinuating I was…inspiring and it wasn’t only my looks? He had to be playing me. There was no other reason. Hadley was right and I was some sort of Everest he’d decided to conquer and he was just smooth enough to know exactly how to get under my skin. That had to be it. But, why the hell was Roman Lombardi trying to play menow?
I’d heard that the more you were around someone the more inclined you were to like them. But, it’s not like we were forced together. The guy could drive to school and we could go back to the same level of interaction we’d had for a decade.
So, maybe he wasn’t playing me? The guy hadn’t been wrong; all evidence indicated there was a line a mile long of girls who were willing to hook up with him. Surely that was all he needed to satisfy whatever reason he did it.
So, what was with that comment?
“Ugh!” I grunted as I made my way back to Hadley and Celeste.
Nothing about him was making sense anymore and it was messing with my head.
“And, where have you been?” Hadley accused as I almost tripped on a clump of grass.
“Discovering that Britt’s hand job is the best.”
“Beg pardon?” Celeste choked on her drink.
“Roman and Rio were talking. I had the misfortune of overhearing them.”
“I thought I saw someone standing awfully close to you. What did the sex-god extraordinaire want?”
“More of Britt’s hand jobs, probably.”
Hadley and Celeste both snorted, “Someone jealous?”
I glared at them both. “Yes. Hold me back before I can’t possibly deny my passion any longer,” I mono-toned.
“What did he actually want?”
“To tell me I’m apparently uninspiring.”
“He’s obviously being mean to hide his raging inspiration.” Hadley failed to contain her giggles.
