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“Also because we both live here,” I muttered. “Roommates with benefits never works out.”
I was getting creative with the truth. Most of my friends had lived with their significant others before committing. The disbelieving look Gavin gave me said he knew at least a little about my previous social group.
“I’m not talking about roommates with benefits. I’m talking about you and me and a connection neither of us expected.”
“The only connection we have is a bathroom. You don’t know me at all.”
He drew me closer, slowly, like he was dealing with a wild animal. “I know you better than you think I do, and I can prove it.”
I’d been right earlier. Gavin was dangerous. I should walk away, but I didn’t move. “How?”
“A bet—to show I’m more than a convenient set of fingers.”
“And tongue,” I added. “Can’t forget the phenomenal tongue work.”
He offered me a smirk. “Oh, I haven’t forgotten.”
I bit the inside of my cheek. “What are your terms?”
“I bet I can make you blush during my game.”
“That’s going to be hard since I’m not going to your game.”
“Afraid you might lose?”
“I don’t lose, and I have plans with another guy.” Technically, I was spending time with Stephen.
His brows flew up. “Another date already?”
I shrugged, letting him believe what he wanted.
Gavin’s confidence didn’t lessen one iota. “Bring him. I can get two tickets. He’ll just help me demonstrate my point.” He stroked a finger down my cheek. “You won’t let anyone else affect you, but you’ll blush for me.”
The petty part of me wanted to prove him wrong so badly, to punish him for making me want more. I could do it. Nothing embarrassed me, and Stephen liked the sport of hockey almost as much as the hockey players. He was coming with me to the football game on Saturday, but tonight was free.
“What do I get when I win?”
He rubbed his jaw. “You can hire a cleaning service.”
Hope shot through me, a cruel reminder he really did know my weaknesses. “And if by some miracle you win?”
“Then you go on a date with me.”
I scoffed. “If this is about getting laid, you had a better shot last night.”
He raised my hand to kiss my wrist. “I don’t want roommates with benefits. Sex is easy. I want the messy version where you come to me when you’re sad or happy or need help, not just when you want my phenomenal tongue.”
His logic was flawed. Sex wasn’t easy—not when it came to him. I wanted him with a desperate hunger, but there was more at stake than multiple orgasms. The day with Kayleigh still weighed on me, and my agreement with my dad definitely didn’t include another bad boy athlete he’d hate on sight.
Then again, the fastest way to discourage Gavin was to prove him wrong once and for all.
“You’re on. We’ll come to the game tonight, and you’ll get three periods to make me blush while you’re playing your ass off.” I stepped closer to him, and his fingers flexed. “And when I win, I’m going to take great joy in proving you’re just like everyone else.”
“Game on,” he said, and finally made his way up the stairs.
17
Stephen was my favorite person on the planet. Except when he annoyingly insisted I was wrong.
