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“Baby, huh? I like it.” I toss her a wink and take my leave before her friend sets me on fire. Sam knowing this is fake is bad, but it works out that she also benefits here so we just have to ride this train until the wheels fall off.
I just hope it lasts the season.
Chapter 5
El Gato Con Botas
RILEY
“You’re not allowed to judge me,” I mumble, elbowing Josh as he cackles. “He mentioned hermit crabs, okay? I’m doing my entire dorm a service here.”
Josh struggles to control himself as he watches me use my phone to navigate to our soccer field. “Mmhm, I’m sure you’re doing it for the dorm and not for those dimples, his curls, or his eight inch cock.”
“I should never have told you that,” I mutter. “Are you jealous? You sound jealous.”
“Honey, gay men are like pennies around here. All you’ve gotta do is look down or lift up a couch cushion to find one. I’m doing just fine.”
Grinning, I bump him again. “Okay, maybe I’m jealous of you. I still haven’t agreed to fuck him yet.”
“And I still don’t understand why. Dennis was aggressivelyokay, I’m not going to talk about how stiff he looks or how the dirtiest thing he’s ever said was that you owe him a blowjob or that — no. I’ll stop. I say fuck them both. You’re in college, baby girl. We’re allowed to trip and fall on a couple cocks here and there.”
He grabs my hand and tugs me in the opposite direction like he’s been here before, so I trust him. He’s gotten me this far in life.
“Where was this energy in high school when you were telling me not to fuck anyone?”
“That guy left with my dignity,” he jokes. “No, I’m just horny. I must be ovulating or something because this isn’t the time for me to give advice, but it’s absolutely the time for me to watch soccer boys get all sweaty.”
Part of me is excited to see the roller coaster of emotions Elias feels when he sees me with a guy behind me, but truth be told, I was scared to come alone. “That’s what does it for you, huh? Sweaty soccer boys?”
As we walk up to the fence next to the stands, all he does is point, and I have to admit he might be onto something. I’m staring at a field full of some of the best looking guys at this school.
Most of them are shirtless or in what I assume is their practice jerseys, covered in sweat and grass, and it feels weird to be looking for someone specific in a setting like this. I’m completely out of my element. “Gods, look at them. This is criminal. What position is your man?”
What did he say? “Defense? I don’t know. He’s number five, which isn’t helpful when none of them are wearing real jerseys.”
Yet as I look a little harder, I see his curls.
They’re not as groomed as they usually are, but that doesn’t take away from his appeal in the slightest, especially with the cocky grin he’s wearing as he runs over to defend and take the ball from his teammate.
“Oh, there he is. Look at those thighs, girl. Do they seriously all have thigh tats? That’s so hot.”
Look at every inch of him. I know Josh is staring at all of them now, but I only see him. He was confident in my roomand through texts, but nothing like he is right now. It’s… a little mesmerizing.
I find myself watching a little too closely, and I end up making eye contact with a few other guys before I ever catch Eli’s gaze. A guy with a man bun seems particularly interested in me, and when he jogs over to talk to Eli, he finally looks toward me. The smile on his face only grows, making me regret coming at all, but it’s too late now. He’s jogging over.
“Oh shit. Are you going to kiss him? Everyone is watching.”
What did I say about that? We said cheeks only, right?
Why am I regretting that?
“No, just shhh,” I hiss, plastering on a nervous smile as Eli reaches the fence. “I found it. Turns out it’s hard to kiss.” Wait, what? “I mean miss! It’s hard to miss.”
“Kiss, huh?” His eyes flick between Josh and I curiously. “You want a kiss, cupcake? After showing up to my practice with yet another dude.” He braces his hands on the fence and nods Josh’s way. “What’s up?”
“My dick,” my best friend deadpans. “Do a twirl for my spank bank.”
That’s… one way to tell him he’s gay.
