Page 68 of The Fake Date Agreement

Why hadn’t she invited me in?

Had there been someone in there with her like that piece of shit ex who doesn’t deserve her?

“Ah.” Javier nods and turns away.

I drag him back. “What do you know?” I hiss.

“Nothing.” His expression is angelic.

My eyes narrow.

He grins at me. “I gave her a vibrating egg to try out. Didn’t think she would, but I guess she did.”

He skates off.

I haul him back again, holding him this time because there’s no way he’s leaving until I know everything.

Coach is calling my name, but he can wait. I need answers. “Are you telling me you gave Tobie a vibrating egg, and she answered her door with it inside her?”

Why hadn’t she invited me in? I would have…

Would have done what, Caleb?

Standing on the other side of Tobie’s door and hearing her climax, I’d never been so hard so fast in my life. I’d wanted to kick the door down so I could see the look on her face.

His mouth twists in a smile. “I wonder if she used the lube I gave her as well.”

He gave her lube.

Jesus.

As if I’m not hard enough.

I angle my body away from Tobie and rearrange myself as I glare at Javier, who doesn’t look the least bit sorry.

Javier has never been shy about sex, about what he wants from a woman, and what he wants in return. There’s a reason we all call him Casanova.

“Why didn’t she take it out when I knocked?” I ask.

Javier shrugs. “Maybe she wanted you to hear.”

We both twist to face Tobie still sitting on her own.

I try to read her expression.

She glances at us, turns away, and back again. Then she does a quick peek over her shoulder as if she isn’t sure we’re looking at her. I’m not sure why, but I find myself wanting to smile.

“Do you think she has it in her now?” I try to recall how she’d walked into the arena. Had she been walking differently?

“And if she did, would that take precedence over the fact Coach is getting ready to kill you?” I jump as Reid pops his head between us.

“How much of that did you hear?” I ask him.

He massages the back of his neck. “Only the interesting bits. She looks uncomfortable with you guys staring at her. Not turned on. She doesn’t have it.”

I twist to face him. “And how would you know that?”

He winks at me as he skates away. “Cause I’ve seen her turned on.”

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