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“Is there someone in your bed?” Jeremy asks, his head peeking out around me.
“Excuse me?” Preston growls. “I don’t give a shit what you guys get up to in here, but we are not joining in on your orgies.”
Jeremy starts laughing, and I turn around to face Preston with a serious set to my face. The urge to fuck with him is just too strong. After the morning I’ve had, I need this moment of normalcy.
“What makes you think Jeremy hasn’t joined in?”
Jeremy stops laughing abruptly, gaping at me. “Dude. Why would you do that to me?”
Preston stares daggers into the back of Jeremy’s head, and I smile.
“Excuse you?” Preston wraps his arm around Jeremy’s chest and yanks him back against his own chest, speaking quietly into Jeremy’s ear. A split second of fear flashes on Jeremy’s face before it melts into lust, and I shudder. Nope. I can’t watch Jeremy get his rocks off by Preston.
Rustling sounds behind me, so I turn my focus back to the trespasser.
Nikki sits up and stretches, the blanket falling to pool at her waist. Thank fuck she at least has a shirt on. I am so past giving a shit, though, and probably would have made her leave naked if that’s how I found her. I’m done.
“Get the fuck out of my room!” I demand, squaring my shoulders. “How did you even get in here?”
She looks surprised, like the idea of finding her in my damn bed wouldn’t at the very least annoy me.
“The door was unlocked.”
“And you took it upon yourself to come on in and sleep in someone’s bed?” Preston asks. “You don’t know what he does in there. Or when he washed his sheets last.”
“Hey!” I yell at Preston. “Rude.”
“I thought you left it open for me,” she says, scooting to the edge of the bed and sliding her feet to the floor.
“What the hell made you think that?”
“Why else would you leave the door open? You know I was going to be here before first skate!” she throws back, standing and putting her hand on her hip.
“I don’t know what you thought this was, but I’m not interested.” There. I finally said it. “You need to leave me alone.”
She walks straight at me, rears back, and slaps my cheek.
“What the fuck!?” I cup my hand over the abused skin that burns way more than it has a right to.
“How dare you lead me on only to embarrass me in front of your friends!” she screams before storming out the door.
“So where were you this morning, and where is Paul?” Preston asks as he shuts the door.
“The hospital.” I sigh and drop down onto Paul’s bed and pull his crocheted blanket around me. Preston and Jeremy are instantly serious and waiting for details.
“He has appendicitis and had to have surgery this morning.”
“Did you tell Coach?” Preston asks.
“Is he okay?” Jeremy smacks Preston’s arm and gives him a look that clearly says “wrong question, dumbass.”
“Yes to both.” I rub my face and lean my elbows on my knees. “It’s been a long night, but he’s okay. Surgery went fine. He’s in recovery and should be moved to his own room anytime now. The surgeon said Paul can call me once he’s settled.”
“Does he know your phone number?” Jeremy asks.
Fuck. I didn’t think of that. I have his damn cell phone.
“Goddamn it.”
