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“Hey,” Bobby says, the next to arrive. “Where the fuck have you been all weekend?”
“Nowhere,” I grunt.
“Really?” he smirks. “So, you weren’t stalking Cass at the library and then fucking her all night?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say as the memories of Cassie’s naked body riding me come slamming back to the forefront of my mind. The soft curve of her body. Her back arched as she threw her head back. The way she exploded around me, that tight cunt squeezing my cock. Fuck yeah.
“Oh, well, Brianna called yesterday. She said, and I quote, ‘It was so fucking intense that I nearly came just from listening.’ ” I can’t help but smirk, which has Bobby scowling at me. “Seriously? You had to fuck her with my sister in the house?”
I hate the way he describes it as a fuck. It was definitely not just a fuck. It was something more, something on a deeper level, a connection between two people. “Dude, sorry,” I laugh, really not sorry at all. “I had no idea she was home.”
He rolls his eyes but moves right along. “You really think going there with Cass was a good idea?” he asks.
Hell fucking yeah, it was.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask, standing a little straighter and turning to face him. Why’s it his business what goes on between me and Cass? She’s not his girl for fuck’s sake.
“Dude, it’s clear you both still have some sort of unresolved feelings for each other. I just don’t think she’s a one-night-stand kind of girl.” He continues at the blank look on my face. “Does she want to get back together?” he asks. “Because you and I both know that’s not who you are anymore.”
Yeah, that’s for damn sure. The person I used to be died three years ago, leaving behind a shell of a man with abandonment issues who screws random chicks to fill the void.
“I don’t know,” I shrug. “I doubt it.”
“Do you want her back?” he asks slowly as his brow rises, curiosity gleaming in his eyes and once again making me wonder what the fuck it is to him.
“I used to, not anymore,” I grunt. “I’m not the same person she once knew. A lot has changed since then.”
“You know chicks, man. Sleeping with her is giving her false hope that something could happen between you. If you’re not planning on getting back with her then you should back off,” he suggests, probably so the fucker can make room for himself. “She’s a nice girl and you’re going to hurt her.”
“Fuck man, it was one night. She knows what’s up.”
“You sure?” he asks, giving me a pointed stare as the rest of the guys reach us.
My mind swirls. The last person on earth I would ever hurt is Cass, but maybe Bobby is right. Perhaps sleeping with her wasn’t the best idea, but what can I say? We were always so good together, especially when it came to sex. I can’t say that I’m disappointed. She absolutely rocked my world Saturday night, just like she has a million times before. Call it taking a stroll down memory lane for old times’ sake.
But . . . if I go back she might think that something could happen. Sure, there’s a shitload of unresolved feelings, and sure, I might screw every brunette I come across just trying to get her out of my system, but when it comes down to it, Cass and I are over. She made sure of that three years ago and because of that, I’m done.
I’ll get my answers and that’s it. She’s out of the picture for good. It will suck seeing her on campus, moving on, and dating other guys. But it’s only one year and then I’m out of here, off to the fucking NHL.
“Yeah, man. She knows.”
Or at least, she will.
I let out a sigh before taking off and putting an end to the conversation, and the boys fall in behind me, getting stuck into our training.
An hour and a half later, I’m pushing through my front door with Shorty and Aaron on my heels. Shorty and I collapse in the living room while Aaron detours to the kitchen. He comes back with three bottles of water and tosses one to each of us.
“Thanks, man,” I murmur as my heart rate begins to drop back to normal.
“Mmm,” he grunts, falling into the space beside Shorty and putting his feet up on the coffee table.
Shorty immediately falls into a deep sleep, and I roll my eyes as I pull my phone out of my pocket. My eyes widen as I check the time. “Shit,” I hiss as I get to my feet and launch myself over the back of the couch. Aaron watches me with a questioning stare, and I decide to do him a solid and clue him in. “Our business lecture starts in twenty minutes, dude.”
