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“Your sweet,quietredheadedbest friend got all mated up and won’t let you see his dick anymore, so you’re replacing him with a female version.” Blake giggled, her hand covering her mouth to try to quell her humor. “You see that, right?”
“Why you so obsessed with me, bro?” Riley smirked.
Jasper rolled his eyes and got to his feet. “You two suck.” Although he could see the truthofwhat Blake was saying, as annoying asthatwas. Not about the dick part. Hecouldn’t care less about seeing Riley’s schlong. He put his hands on his waist, scowling at a still laughing Blake. “You coming with or not?”
“Oh, I’m not about to miss this.” She climbed on Riley’s lap, kissing him deeply before hopping up and letting Jasper throw her over his shoulder. “I’ll come back home as soon as she turns him down, sourpuss.”
Jasper spun around, nearly knocking Blake’s head into the doorframe. “I’ll drop her ass back home on my way to seal the deal.”
“Have fun.” Riley got up, sulking his way to his desk and waiting laptop. “Love you.”
Both Jasper and Blake yelled, “Love you”back.
***
“I don’t even know why we’re at this bar, I’ve never seen Callahan here before.” Blake sat up straighter in her seat, peering over the head of their partying peers. “If you really wanted to try your hand, weshould’vebrought flasks to the library.”
Jasper snorted into his mug of draft beer. Blake wasn’t wrong, Callahan wasn’t abarfly. They’dnever see her dancing on a table with her hands above her head and her shirt riding up to the edge of her boobs. Although he’d pay good money to see the prim and proper beauty lose control like that. “I have it on good authority it’s her roommate’s birthday and they’re coming by here on their bar crawl.”
Blake raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “Callahan is on a bar crawl?” She adjustedheroff-the-shoulder pink t-shirt.“Doubtful.”
Neither one of them had known Callahan long. She’d been in their EnglishLitclassonlythis semester. She was easy to read though. She didn’t party, she wasn’tina sorority, and she rarelyeverspoke to anyone outside of her genius-level study club. Which only had Jasper panting at her heels, wanting to be the one who made her take off that cardigan and show him the bad girlwho wasno doubt trapped underneath.
“She’s DD. It’s her gift to her roommate and she’s picking them up here.”
“How do you even know that?” Blake stole his beer after noticing hers was empty. “Stalk much?”
He raised his hand, signaling their waitress to get them both another round. “I’m not stalking her, jerk face. I fucked her roommate’s best friend last week and she was running her mouth nonstop. It was so annoying I had to stick my dick in there to shut her up. But I got all the intel for the bar crawl tonight.”
Blake wrinkled her nose, draining the rest of his beer. “I should probably act offended, right? All girl power and angry because you didn’t want your hookup to talk? Not to mention, she’s one degree removed from the redhead you’re chasing.”
“You could, but is it really worth it?” They both shook theirheadsas the waitressmarchedup to their table. “Can we get another round of the—”
“Really? You aren’t even going to acknowledge me?” Their waitress sent Blake asneerbefore turning her ire backonJasper. Her hands were on her hips, her eyes narrowed to tiny brown slits. “Not going to apologize for the other night? Are you serious?”
Blake hid a smile behind her hand as Jasper stared up at the disgruntled dishwater blonde glaring down at them. Jasper cleared his throat,wrackinghis brain to trytoplace her. “Uh….” He could recall the girl from last week, but this chick he was having trouble placing. “Um.” He cocked his head to the side, letting his eyes travel up and down her body, trying to picture her naked and writhing. “Did we fuck in a bed? Or was it a supply closet? Wait. You’re the chick from the bathroom, right?”
She screeched, sounding like a pissed-off crow, before turning on her heel and stomping away.
He grinned across the table, winking at Blake as she shook her head fighting a smile. “You’re a disgrace.”
He shrugged with a sheepish wince. “I literally don’t remember her, and that’s bad, even for me.” He chuckled, shaking off his brief moment of shame, searching the bar for another waitress he hadn’t happened to fuck. “But everyone gets the sameshhhhhpiel.One night only.I won’t call you. Youcan’t stay the night. Take it or leave it.”
Due to his supernatural swagger, most girls weren’t so angry when he followed through on his promise of one and done. Here in Greenly though,asRiley had determined last semester, he was more human than shifter. His ability to woo the opposite sex was lying as dormant as his wolf.
“I know.I’m well acquainted with the song and dance youvomit forth. I’veheard it, remember?”
Jasper waggled his eyebrows. “Oh, doll face, I remember.” She flipped him off and spun out of her seat, heading to the bar to order their drinks straight from the source. He and Rileymay’vetold Blake she only got one night, but she’d never been like the others. Even before Riley knew she was meant to be his forever, his mate, she was different. They were inseparable, their connection formed instantly without them even realizing it. Jasper was lucky he got to still be part of their everyday fairy tale.
The double doors at the frontof the baropened, the air blowing soft red hair all over the place. For a moment in time her auburn locks danced like wildfire.Callahan.
His current, well,goal. For lack of a better word.
He watched as she made her way through the crowd of wriggling bodies, putting both her delicate hands on the edge of the bar. She stood on hertiptoes, her neck extended, trying to get the attention of the bartender, who was unsuccessfully attempting to flirt with Blake. Jasper got to his feet, making it to both girls in a few long strides. He stood behind them, snapping in the soon-to-be-dead-if-he-didn’t-stop-trying-to-get-into-Blake’s-very-taken-pants bartender’s face. “Hey, this one isn’t going to bang you. And this one.” He moved his finger from pointing at Blake’s head to pointing at Callahan’s. “Is too good for you and needs to order a drink.”
He barely heard Callahan’s soft, “Thank you.” Blake handed him his beer and then stayed hidden behind him sipping hers, no doubteavesdropping.After Callahan had a water placed in front of her, she turned, surveying the rest of the overcrowded bar.
“Are you looking for your roommate? I thinkshe’sover by the pool tables in the back.” He smiled, trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible. Callahan seemed skittish, like a rabbit ready to bolt at any small disturbance in its atmosphere.
