Page 20 of What Are the Chances
WILL
I was going to regret this.
“Stay with me tonight.”
After a long and awkward pause, Riley cleared her throat. “Pardon?”
“Stay with me,” I repeated. “I have a swag set up.”
She scoffed at that. “I’m not having sex with you, Caufield.”
“I didn’t ask you to.”
Though now the far, far,faraway vision of sleeping with Riley lodged its way into my mind, my dick perked up. Something it certainly hadn’t done while I’d just been taking a leak in the freezing woods.
Riley crossed her arms over her chest. “I’ve got another offer.”
She made no effort to leave though, which told me she wasn’t overly eager on the other offer either. So not a friend. Interesting. I took the bait.
“Which is?”
She squared her shoulders, her chin jutting high. “Hayes Braddock said I could sleep in his tent.”
And just like that, I hated Hayes fucking Braddock.
“I’ll bet he did,” I retorted. “With the condition you touch his penis.”
I didn’t know Hayes well, but I knew his reputation, and it was exceedingly slimy even for a college athlete.
“That’s disgusting,” Riley said.
“But accurate.”
She sighed. “You’re right. He’s a sleaze.”
I cautiously edged closer to her. “Share my swag. I promise I’ll keep my hands to myself.”
Riley’s eyebrows shot up to her hairline. I braced for a reactiveno, but what she said instead threw me.
“That wouldn’t bother Grace?”
“Grace?”
“Yourgirlfriend.”
After a brief moment of confusion, I laughed out loud. A proper throaty laugh that started in my stomach and burst out before I could control it. Riley seemed surprised by my reaction, which was fair. I wasn’t exactly the laughing type.
“What makes you think Grace is my girlfriend?”
Riley jarred back in confusion. “She said she’d bring her boyfriend along to the assessment.”
I cleared my throat through the laughter still bubbling at the surface. “That boyfriend isn’t me, Dover.”
“Oh.”
Now Riley’s eyebrows fell to hover beneath her etched forehead. Was I grasping, or did she look relieved?
I leant against the closest tree, getting comfortable. The thought of Grace and me dating was so farfetched that it was impossible imagining. Hell, something told me if Levi thought I’d even pictured his girlfriend, he’d tear me a new asshole.
