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"Would a best friend take care of my blue balls—the onesshecaused?" I made my tone drip innocence.
"Ha!" she barked out a laugh, but that was all the response I got. Guess they'd be the aching reminder of what almost happened between us.
I stayed the night in her bed. Despite being sobered up, neither of us was capable of driving. But that was the last time we shared a bed. And we never spoke of what had almost happened.
After the phonecall and my trip down memory lane, the last thing I want to do is go to practice. But at the same time, it is the distraction I need from Lilly and Rhys's upcoming wedding. Or the fact that D and I would be sharing a bed in a few weeks. Whenever I do think about that night, I always come to the same conclusion: I'm fucking glad we got interrupted. I don't believe I would've lost her as my friend, but things would've changed. And I don't want things to change for us. There has been too much change already. I'd almost say, not fucking each other's brains out in a drunken haze has brought us even closer.
D and I text a few more times over the following days to talk about her visit. She actually seems excited to come during the winter.
Friday after practice,Zeke, one of the seniors on the team, hollers from his shower stall that he and the guys are going for drinks. All I want is to crash, but Kai immediately pulls his head out of his locker, calling that he's in. Fuck me. Knowing that my roommate will annoy me the entire weekend if I go home at nine o'clock on a Friday, I relent. Guess we're going out.
Kai follows me home, and we drop off my bike and his Rover and take an Uber back downtown.
"What is this place?" I glance at the sign above the door—another place with one of those ridiculous names.
"Oh, get over it. You've been here long enough." Kai laughs and slaps me on the shoulder. "Zeke met this dude at a party last weekend, and he wants to scope out the situation."
My brow furrows. "Scope out how?"
"The guy was all over some chick at the party. Hugging and kissing her." Kai shrugs.
That's…odd. Zeke doesn't make a secret out of his orientation. Why would he not ask the dude out when he had the chance?
"Well, let's figure out if Zeke stands a chance against a random girl."
One hour, then I'll find a way to bail.
I follow Kai into the place and am pleasantly surprised. This was not what I expected based on the name or the exterior. I can make this work.
"There they are," Kai shouts over his shoulder, and I follow along, making sure I don't lose him. The bar is packed with MPU students.
We come to a halt next to Zeke and Jasper, who's being mauled by his new girlfriend. Zeke is chatting with a guy a little shorter than him with dark hair. They're laughing, and my teammate touches the guy's arm. It seems they got it sorted out which way he swings.
"This is Devon," Zeke calls our way.
Devon's eyes land on me and nearly bulge out of their sockets.
What the—?
Just then, the music cuts off and "S&M" by Rihanna suddenly blasts through the speakers. The whole bar erupts into cheers, and Devon drops his head in resignation. When he lifts his chin again, he looks straight at me. I'm about to ask him what his fucking problem is when a movement to my left catches my attention.
Two girls are climbing on top of the bar, singing along and dancing in a way that probably gives every guy in the room an instant boner.
The brunette reminds me of D for a second, and I smile. She'll like this place. Then, my gaze wanders to the other dancer. She is blonde and holding a bottle of tequila in one hand and a glass in the other. Shaking her hips, she pours a drink and hands it to someone lining the bar. I let my gaze wander up her long legs barely covered by cutoff jeans that show part of her ass. Moving up, I take in her cropped white shirt with the bar's logo stretched over her chest. I linger on her tits for a moment before finally looking at her face.
That's when my heart falters, and my jaw drops. No. Fucking. Way!
The girl twirls expertly on the narrow bar, and when she faces the main room again, her eyes find mine. How the hell she is able to spot me in a place packed to the max, I have no clue. But she does. Her lips part in shock, and everything fades into the background. We stare at each other for God knows how long when she suddenly thrusts the bottle at the other girl, whose gaze is also on me, frozen in surprise.
MOAB Girl scrambles off the bar and disappears through the nearest door.
My heart is pounding in my chest, and I have no clue what to do.
I force my gaze away from the bar and search for Devon, who clearly expected this to happen, but he is nowhere in sight.
What the fuck is going on?
CHAPTERFIVE
