Page 86 of The Art of Falling


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“Your roommate has something to do?” she guesses.

“Something like that.” I grin, knowing if I tell Higgins to get lost for the night, he most absolutely will, plans or no. “He’ll actually be gone all night.”

“All night?” She visibly swallows.

“Hey.” I stop, stepping directly into her path. “There’s no pressure. You know that, right? I just want the chance to spend time with you alone. I don’t care if that means watching a movie on my laptop.”

“Somehow I doubt you’d be satisfied with that.” She gives me a wicked grin before pressing up on her toes to speak directly into my ear. “And for the record, I know I wouldn’t be.” She flicks her tongue against my earlobe and I swear I can feel it all the way down to my cock, which instantly stirs to life.

I think little Miss Rory Hensley has more bite than she’s led me to believe.

Fuck me...

“My class is here.” She pulls back, pointing to the building to her right, which is only one building over from where her last class was.

Well, fuck, that was short-lived.

“So tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow,” she confirms.

Without a second thought, I lean in, wrapping my hand around the small of her back as I pull her in close.

“Can’t come soon enough.” I grin, pressing my lips to hers.

It takes everything I have to let her go, to watch her turn and disappear inside that fucking building when all I want to do is steal her from the fucking world and never give her back.

The rest of the day moves at a snail’s pace until practice. Once I have a ball in my hand, there’s very little that can distract me—Rory Hensley included. Now, that’s not to say I didn’t think about her every second. Pretty sure I haven’t stopped thinking about her for days and after last night, fuck, I might never stop.

“Man, you are a machine.” Higgins jogs up to me, a wide smile on his face. “What’s that—thirty straight completions.”

“Helps when you’ve got receivers with hands like yours.”

“Um, what am I, chopped liver?” Ryder appears at my right side, quickly followed by Tyler.

Practice officially ended an hour ago, but like most nights, the four of us stayed behind to run plays and get some extra practice time.

“Look, I know I’m good.” Higgins clasps my shoulder. “But you have a little extra pep in your step tonight. Don’t you think he has a little extra pep in his step, fellas?” He turns to Tyler and Ryder.

“You know, I think you’re right,” Ryder agrees. “I wonder what it could be.” He taps his chin contemplatively.

“What the fuck are you three on about?” I grumble.

“Oh, I know.” Tyler smacks his leg like he’s just had an aha moment. “It wouldn’t have anything to do with that little brunette I saw you sucking face with earlier today, would it?” A shit-eating grin tugs at his features.

Out of everyone, I would think Tyler would have my back, considering he’s as pussy-whipped as they come. But apparently, even he isn’t above busting my balls just like the rest of them.

“Sucking face?” Ryder barks out a laugh.

“What? You should have seen them.” He does some asinine impression of two people making out. “Wonder how Tigs feels about Arch stealing his girl.”

“I didn’t steal anyone.” I grind my back molars together. “And Tigs seems to be doing better than he has in a long time, so I don’t think he’s too distraught over it,” I add, having not only noticed Titus’s improvement on the field, but off it as well. In just the few short days since we spoke, he’s been going to meetings and from what I’ve been told, hasn’t had a single drink.

“Archer’s got a girlfriend,” Higgins sing-songs like I didn’t even speak.

“Man, fuck you, guys. What is this, kindergarten?”

“Archer and Rory sitting in a tree...” Ryder starts to chant.

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