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I nod, awkwardly tucking my hands into my pockets. I don’t really know what to make of him or what Nate’s told these people about me, so I just watch him for a minute, slowly backing up the way I came. “Okay, well, I’ll just… uh, go—”

“You hungry?” he asks, holding up a bag of Chinese food before setting it down on the island. “I was starving after the gym so I got one of everything.”

“Um…”

He begins taking containers out and opening them up, raising a brow at me as he leans over and taps the counter with a pair of chopsticks. “Sit down, Xavi. I don’t bite.”

Okay then.

I take the seat opposite him, and he opens the fridge, pulling out two beers. “Want one?”

My heart beats faster, and I swallow. “No, thanks.”

There.

Easy.

Fucking breathe, man.

Easton shrugs as he puts one back and grabs me a soda instead, holding it up in offering. I take it and pop the cap off the top, watching as he dishes out enough food to feed a small village. He keeps looking at my face as we eat, and I can tell he’s curious about the black eye, but he doesn’t ask me about it. Instead he tells me about his classes and games and his spot on the team, talking my ears off about everything and anything. He’s kind of nice, and I find myself more relaxed around him than I thought I’d be.

“There’s a party tonight,” he says as we begin cleaning up. “You wanna come?”

I automatically open my mouth to say no, but then I think about Katy, imagining her grabbing me by my hair and shoving my antisocial ass towards him.

I still hesitate, wanting to ask if he knows if Nate will be there, but of course I don’t do that.

“Yeah,” I tell him, forcing the words out around the lump in my throat. “I’ll come.”

* * *

“What happened to the girl you lived with?” I ask Easton, looking up at the house he bought me to as we climb the wide steps leading up to the front door.

The whole place looks like it’s made out of glass and pearly white marble. I can see all the way through to the pool in the backyard, the bodies inside moving to the beat of the music pulsing from the house.

“She burned all my shit and kicked my ass to the curb,” he answers, laughing lightly at the look on my face. “Don’t feel bad for me.” He shakes his head, pushing the front door open and allowing me to step in first. “I deserved it.”

“Why?”

“I fucked her sister.”

I raise a brow at that, turning to face him as I back up into the house. “You tell everybody you just met you’re a cheating asshole?”

“Only the ones I really like,” he jokes, slinging his big arm over my shoulder and spinning me to walk me forward into the crowd.

I tense against his side, unsure what I’m supposed to do with my hands. His fingers squeeze my collarbone through my hoodie, and I fight to keep my dick in check, telling myself not to read too much into it. Not to think about the way his hot body feels against mine, or how that easy smile of his comes out to play when he looks down at me.

For the love of God, don’t.

Don’t start crushing on the straight basketball player who also happens to be one of Nate’s best friends, you fucking idiot.

He steers me toward the kitchen, bumping a few fists and grinning at a few girls as we pass them. I stay wedged against his side and let him move me, nodding along as he points out a few of the guys on the team and tells me which positions they play. He tells me their names, and I don’t bother telling him I already know them.

I’ll keep that little secret to myself.

He starts talking to Bryson West—the guy whose parents own this house, as Easton told me. I look over at the pool through the window behind me, chewing my lip as I search for any exit points out there. There must be something. A side gate or—

“Xavi.” Easton shakes my shoulder, pulling my attention back to him and Bryson.

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