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“Knox doesn’t think you’re stupid,” Cam says, ready to defend his friend, which is a little annoying. Though not annoying enough to make me think he’s awful. I could never think Cam is awful. “More like he doesn’t trust anyone else.”
I raise my brows. “Meaning?”
“Like all the guys. Everyone we know. The team, mostly.” He crosses his arms, making his biceps bulge. Good lord. It’s hard not to blatantly stare at them. “He knows what we’re all up to when we’re not playing football, and doesn’t want his little sister exposed to our terrible ways.”
“Are you all just a bunch of dirty dogs deep down?” Dirty dogs? What in the world am I saying?
Cam chuckles. “I would say the majority of us think with our dick first, can’t lie.”
Okay. The tingle is back between my legs because hearing Cam talk about his dick is just a bit exciting, which makes me feel a tad pathetic, but whatever.
“Oh, come on. You’re deeper than that, right?”
“Not really.” He shrugs again.
“Says the man who’s reading about American politics.”
“I have to for an assignment in the class,” he explains, that smile still on his face.
I’m getting the sense he’s enjoying this conversation as much as I am, though maybe that’s just wishful thinking on my part.
“You’re telling me then, that when you first meet a woman, you can’t help but think about having sex with her?”
“Well, yeah.” He looks sheepish. But not enough to hold back being honest. “Most of the time.”
“Every woman?”
“If I find her attractive, definitely.” He shrugs, seemingly uncomfortable.
Huh.
The words leave me before I can even think about them, which isn’t normal.
“What about me?”
TWO
CAMDEN
I stareat Blair Maguire’s beautiful face, dumbfounded.
Did she say what I think she just said?
“Never mind.” She waves her hand, her cheeks turning the faintest shade of pink. “Forget I asked that.”
The problem is, I don’t think I’ll ever forget she asked that. I have always found her attractive. Even when Knox and I were incoming college freshmen and she was going to be a senior in high school, and I went to her house that one summer, eager to meet their dad. She was cute then. Blonde and green-eyed and always wearing a friendly smile, yet rarely wearing much clothing, considering how hot it was that weekend. I stayed at her family’s house for three days that first summer I met Knox, and by the end of the stay, I realized something.
My new friend’s sister had a crush on me.
That’s not my ego talking either. I’d always catch her staring at me. She followed me around—a lot. Made sure she was always sitting out by the pool when we were out there too, wearing some little bikini that barely covered her. She has perfect tits and a tiny waist and flared hips. Curves in all the right places that I would mentally tell myself not to look at.
I told my mental, nagging voice to fuck right off every single time I caught myself checking her out. Even though I knew it was a bad idea. As in, me and Blair.
We’re a terrible idea.
The worst part of that one short summer visit? How her sweet voice would always turn softer when she spoke to me, those big green eyes drinking me in. Like she couldn’t get enough of my presence. She’d try to make conversation with me every chance she got.
Can’t lie, it felt good to have such a pretty girl seemingly crushing on me, but she was young. And I wasn’t interested. Not really. One, the age difference—well more the school difference—and two, she was Knox’s sister. And he warned me straight out that his sisters were off-limits.
