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“Which one?” His muffled voice didn’t sound excited.
Mac shrugged. “Any of them.”
Parker stood and tucked a woven bracelet into his pocket. “You know the deal. If you go, I go.”
Mac grinned. “My man.”
I moved around the station to put away the last of the plates, and Parker brushed by me on his way out. A shot of sensation traveled up my arm like I’d touched a live wire. His steps faltered for a second, and I wondered if he’d felt the same thing.
He glanced back, his cold eyes skimming over me to land on Mac, who’d moved closer on silent feet. “Text me when you’re done, and I’ll come get you.”
“No need. I’ll come with you now, as long as my girl is welcome too.”
Parker shook his head and strode out of the weight room without answering.
The second the door closed behind him, I realized I’d only uttered two words in the few minutes he’d been there—and I’d let Mac convince him we were fuck buddies. So much for making a good first impression.
I groaned and put back the last weight with more force than necessary.
Mac grabbed his bag, then turned and walked backward toward the door to waggle his eyebrows at me. “You coming, RJ? Don’t worry, I’ll keep you away from Captain Grumpyass all night. If you’re good, I’ll even let you get a feel of these babies.” He lifted his shirt to show off a six-pack that probably sent the ladies swooning. Not this lady, though. Still nothing for the gorgeous goofball. The asshole with the attitude problem, on the other hand…
Heat still lingered where he’d brushed my arm.
I shook my head and offered Mac a smile. Captain Grumpyass was a problem for another day. “No thanks. I’m going to finish up here and get some rest.”
Mac dropped his shirt and shoved the door open with his shoulder. “Catch.”
Out of nowhere, he tossed a phone at me.Myphone, I realized, as it sailed through the air in a gentle arc. Years of training helped me catch it with ease.
I held it up as Mac’s name echoed in the hallway. A tingle went down my spine at Parker’s voice, and a sense of foreboding made my tone sharper than I meant. “What the hell, Mac?”
He sent me an unrepentant grin. “I borrowed it during your first set. Call me if you change your mind… or the next time you need a spotter.” Mac winked again, then he was gone.
I woke up the phone to see he’d added himself to my contacts under Hottie Mac. Stupid of me not to set up a lock screen, but I didn’t like the extra steps involved. It occurred to me that he must not have been doing a fabulous job spotting if he was breaking into my phone. The audacity pulled out another smile.
For a second, I was tempted to use the number and take him up on his offer for the party. He made it hard not to like him, but I still felt out of sorts. The last thing I needed was an early introduction to half the football team, especially after that disastrous meeting with Parker.Hi, I’m your new wide receiver, and I may or may not be here as a publicity stunt…
My lips pressed together as waves of nervous energy flooded my system. Even if Coach Gordon and the entire TU administration only saw me as a PR strategy, I’d prove to them I deserved to be here.
New state, new college, new team, same routine. I didn’t need wild parties on a Saturday night. I needed to get to work.
2
What the hell was Mac thinking? He knew the rules. The weight room was off-limits to non-players, precisely to prevent late night hook-ups like that one. I slowed when I realized Mac hadn’t been spouting his usual hook-up nonsense.
No woman was worth the trouble of fucking up his scholarship—even one as smoking hot as her. Dark blonde hair pulled back in a messy ponytail with sharp features and full lips. Tall. So tall. Nearly my height and all leg. I had a thing for nice legs, and her stretchy pants left nothing to my imagination.
Mac slapped an arm over my shoulders, yanking me from my thoughts. “Kappa house?”
“Where’s your girl?” The question slipped out before I could stop it, but Mac ignored the pissy undertone.
“Not up for a party tonight.”
I tried. I really did. We made it to the main lobby before I couldn’t hold back the question anymore. “How do you know her?”
Mac sent me a sly look as he stopped to scan out. “Interested? I could introduce you, but you made a shitty first impression.”
I eyed him, feeling like maybe I’d missed something. Mac was friends with everyone, but he didn’t usually offer to share his conquests. “What would she have to say about you passing her on to me?”
