Page 68 of Secret Puck
Hottest guy on campus:Yeah, just don’t tell Mav – he thinks I only cuddle with him.
Me:Your secret is safe with me.
Hottest guy on campus:What’d you do tonight?
Me:Hung out with Reagan and Dakota at their place. You’ll be back tomorrow night?
Hottest guy on campus:Yeah, but it’ll be pretty late.
Me:Can I come over and stay the night?
Hottest guy on campus:You never need to ask, baby.
I smile and close my eyes. My phone buzzes with another text.
Hottest guy on campus:Hat trick?
I type out a dozen different responses trying to decide if I should go along with his playful banter or take this opportunity to confide in him. He takes the decision out of my hands by sending another when I’ve been quiet too long.
Hottest guy on campus:Shit. I’m sorry. Did I freak you out?
Me:Honestly? A little maybe. I mean, I want to do all those things. A LOT. But I’m nervous too. My experiences are… limited and were just blah.
Hottest guy on campus:I find it very hard (pun intended) that any form of sex could be blah with you.
Me:That might have more to do with you than me. You’re fun and hot.
Hottest guy on campus:Right back at ya, baby doll.
24
Heath
I dropinto the seat next to Rauthruss as my phone buzzes in my pocket.
“Payne, how are your ribs?” Coach Meyers stands in the aisle, hands on the seats in front of me. “That was a nasty hit.”
“Fine. Nothing’s broken.” I laugh and then wince as my side screams. I adjust the ice pack strapped around my waist.
“Try to take it easy tonight. Check in with the trainer first thing tomorrow.”
I nod and he walks off. I wait to make sure he’s not watching before leaning back with a groan. I dig my phone out, breathless by the maneuvering that’s required.
I read Ginny’s text asking me to give her a heads up so she can sneak into my room before we get home. She added three hat emojis and fuck my life… I don’t think I can even make good on that tonight.
I text her back the tongue, peach, and eggplant emojis because I’m not an idiot and I think it might be worth dying for.
Another win under our belt and it feels good, even if my body aches. I took a hard hit in the last minute of the game, and my ribs hurt like a bitch.
“You all right?” Rauthruss asks from the seat next to me.
I grunt a response as I close my eyes. Somehow that seems to make the pain lessen.
“I’m gonna video chat my girl. Cool?”
I wave my hand to let him know I don’t mind.
Rauthruss is the kind of guy who doesn’t care who hears his conversations with Carrie, so he doesn’t even bother putting in headphones.
