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A party my first weekend. Hardly. I searched his dark eyes and the kind smile on his face. He was cute—not gorgeous—but cute and nice. Someone that I might have crushed on in junior high.
“I’m not sure,” I said.
He shrugged my shoulder playfully. “Come on. Let me get your number and we can go together.”
I thought about it. “Okay, sure.”
We exchanged numbers and while he handed me back my phone, something hit the back of my head, sending me down onto the paved sidewalk.
I felt the scratches on my knees before I even moved, knowing there would be blood.
“What the hell,” King said, helping me up. He glanced over my shoulder, but I knew who it was before I looked. “You gonna say you’re sorry, asshole?” he asked.
His shadow fell over my shoulder. I didn’t dare look; I took my cell phone and shoved it into the front pocket of my bag, thankful it didn’t break in my fall.
“Why would I do that?” Maverick asked from behind me.
His voice sent shivers over my spine. After everything, he did for me that morning—even though it was aggressive—he offered me a bed. Now he hit me in the back of the head with a football and refused to apologize.
“Because you hit her—,”
I stopped King with my palm against his arm as he pointed a finger at Maverick’s chest. I glanced up and shock hit me.
Maverick looked pissed. Not his normal heated stare, but anger at me and this guy, I wasn’t even sure he knew.
“I don’t expect an apology from him,” I said, keeping my eyes locked on Maverick’s.
The corners of his eyes narrowed and he slid his tongue across the front row of his teeth.
King cleared his throat. “You know him?”
“Unfortunately,” I mumbled.
Maverick’s gaze swept over me and down to my scraped knees. I wanted to believe he felt bad—it almost looked like it—but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. “This is my roommate,” he said with a smirk.
King cocked his head. “You’re rooming with Jordan and Maverick?” he asked.
I didn’t even try to explain my situation or deny that I lived there. “So you two know each other?” I asked.
King shifted on his feet trying to weigh our conversation. “Not really, I know him from the team.”
Of course, the jersey. They both played football.
Maverick’s gaze hadn’t eased on me. Sighing, I tucked my hair and lifted my chin. “Well, I need to go if I’m going to grab my smoothie.”
King smirked. “Okay, I’ll give you a text about Friday.”
I nodded, maneuvering away from Maverick as quickly as I could.
I made it a grand five steps when I felt his rough grasp on my elbow. Maverick met my gaze with a heated one. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked, his eyes lowered to my parted mouth.
I felt the gaze in my stomach. “I’m going to class—,”
“With King,” he whispered. “You’re not going out with him,Josie."
What in the …I shook my head, trying to maneuver out of his grip but he dragged me closer to him. My body was flush with his hard one, pushing my cleavage up to the top of my dress. “I’ll go wherever I want.”
“The Hell you will. If I see you with that jackass—,”
