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Again, I love a bad decision. Or five.
Unfortunately, learning Rylan’s real name—and her last one—didn’t do a damn thing to change the fact I’m wildly attracted to her. I’ve hooked up with enough women to know this interest isn’t common. I don’t normally think about a girl unless she’s standing right in front of me.
I need to get Rylan Keller the hell out of my head.
Not only is she my tutor and Coach’s daughter—she shot me down cold when I suggested we hook up again. I’ve never done more than the bare minimum, neverchaseda girl, not even withParker. Our relationship just evolved over time, changing with us as we grew up together. Parker was always…there. Falling for her was more like sinking, a slow, steady inevitability that made sense. That seemed right. Looking back, I might have confused fate and convenience. And the fact I’m even comparing Rylan to my one and only relationship tells me a whole lot I don’t want to know.
I need to get Rylan Keller the hell out of my head…which is going to be challenging considering Ihaveto meet with my tutor each week.
I can’t avoid her, even if I wanted to.
Because I’m already thinking about her, of course Rylan is the last person standing in line when I enter the campus coffee shop.
She’s wearing the same pink pom-pom hat asthat night, which is a detail I’m surprised I notice and makes our hookup seem more real. Until I walked into the library and saw her sitting there, part of me wondered if that evening in the hot tub was some erotic, whiskey-fueled dream.
Rylan glances back at me, her expression remaining neutral as she registers my arrival.
Nothank youfor walking her home the other night. I’ve made sure she made it home safely two times now—twice more than I’ve escorted any other girl.
Regardless of what I told her, it didn’t have a damn thing to do with her dad. It was because I wanted to spend more time around her, because there was a tightness in my chest at the thought of some “scary shit” happening to her.
There’s also no sign of any annoyance about me hitting on her beforehand, which I guess is a good sign.
And no comment about Saturday’s game, which is actually a relief. Who knows if she was even there, but she must have heard about it. The whole campus has been buzzing, not to mention…she’s Coach’s daughter. I’m not clear how close they are, but it seems like she would have at least looked up the score because of her dad.
Her total lack of reaction amuses me.
It’s the same intrigue I experienced that night we hooked up, trying to figure her out and failing every time.
She went to school in London, but only for a semester. She’s smart, but doesn’t kiss like any nerd I’ve ever met. She did her dad the favor of tutoring me, but decided not to attend the university where he works in the first place. She had no problem boldly ogling my dick in the wilderness, but put effort into avoiding me at the sophomores’ party like she was scared of what I might say.
“Aidan.” Her tone is cool as she finally acknowledges me.
I resist the urge to call her Alice, just to shatter some of that indifference.
“Nice hat,” I say, continuing my streak of saying stupid shit around her. “Is it new?”
Her lips press into a thin line. “No.”
“Thought I’d seen it before.”
The line becomes even thinner.
“Good weekend?” I ask when she says nothing.
“It got better toward the end.”
I fight the scoff.Tough crowd.
Not that I was expecting anything different from her.
“Does that mean you went to the game on Saturday?”
She pauses before answering, like it’s a difficult question. “I wanted to support my dad.”
I take that as ayes. “Have you been to a lot of games?”
Another hesitation. “No,” Rylan finally answers. “I haven’t.”
