Page 10 of Steeling Her
“If you go, you have to wear a jersey though . . .” Where is TJ going with this? I don’t like the tone in his voice. It’s putting me a little on edge.
“I have jerseys I can wear,” I say back to the pan as the rings heat up gradually.
“A players jersey?” I turn my head over my shoulder to see them both staring at each other. Seriously, I don’t know where he’s going with this.
“I don’t think it’s mandatory?” Seeing Nick’s head snap over to me, he averts his eyes quickly by looking over to the TV. This turned so awkward so quickly.Just get in and out Carter. You’re making this awkward for yourself.
After making them breakfast, I place it on the table and scoop mine up, then see my door open and two bodies walk through the wooden frame, yawning.
“Ahhh, so you ladies are alive!” TJ comments to my two roommates. I hear Haley mumble a “Shut up” in their direction. I lean over the table and fill my plate with what I’m hungry for and leave to go back into my room. I kept catching Nick’s eyes, so I decided to leave and call my mom.
Why am I so awkward with people? Especially guys. I have zero experience in dealing with them. My brothers kept them away from me my whole life, hence my weirdness. I shouldn’t be let out in public. I’m that awkward.
I hear Haley scream at her brother and a few footsteps rapidly running around the dorm room. I laugh to myself while alone in my room. My brothers and I used to do that together. They used to chase me around and play with me when I was younger. They do nothing but tease me now. What are brothers for right? They’re always in your business; always on your case; always want to know where you are, what you’re doing and who you’re with. That can be the annoying thing about them—their protectiveness.
“Hi, honey!” I hear my moms voice through the phone making me miss her even more.
“Hi, Mom.” I put her on loud speaker.
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Nick
“What time is your first class tomorrow?” TJ asks, snapping me out of the daydream I was in. I’ve been just staring at the TV screen for the last hour, completely lost in my thoughts. Mainly picturing Carter in that jersey she was in this morning. Those legs. Her bedhead. No bra. She looked so effortlessly sexy that I had to picture TJ in a bikini to turn me off.
“Ten. You?” Turning my head, I sneak a glance at Carter’s door. No movement, and she’s been in there for over an hour. What is she doing in there?
“Eleven. What time do you have lunch at?” He keeps the conversation going while keeping his eyes on the flat screen, so I get to look at her door until he notices. Hopefully he doesn’t. God, I sound like a creep.
“One. You?” I ask him back again. Seeing a grin on his face, I know he has it at the same time as me. “One until three.” I smile back at him.
“Same! See you at the usual spot?” He nods his head, focusing back on the flat screen.
“I’ve lunch then, too, but only until two. If Carter and Danielle don’t have it at that time, can I come hang out with you guys until I find someone to eat lunch with?” Haley begs beside me. Her puppy dog eyes usually work on me, but TJ is the one who gives in to her.
“Sure, Haley.”.
I smirk at him. “Pussy!” I tease, making Haley slap me on my shoulder. I laugh hard at her. Her expression is too funny. It’s a mixture of disgust and confusion.
“Speaking of, how was your fuck buddy?” I stop laughing immediately and snap my head around to face my best friend, who cannot keep his mouth shut. He always knows how to ruin the moment.
“Ew. TJ, not what I want to hear!” Haley groans, covering her ears. Just as I was about to answer, Carter’s door opens. I see her in her yoga pants and a low cut top. When she bent over earlier to grab breakfast, I got an eyeful down there. Lets just say it was exactly how I imagined it. Her pants cups her perfect ass, making me want to grab her and lock her inside the room with me and let her ride me.
My eyes follow her to the kitchen and see her bend over, giving me another eyeful. I mentally groan at why she keeps doing this to me.
“Hey, Carter! Why don’t you come sit with us?” TJ asks. Come sit on my lap.
Or come sit on my face,is what I want to say, but I restrain myself. This girl is too hot for her own good.
She slows down her walk but starts to rub her arm up and down. “No, it’s alright. I don’t want to bother you guys. I’ll just stay in here.” She points to her room. Is she uncomfortable with us being here? I don’t want to make her feel like that in her own dorm.
“You won’t be bothering us. It’s cool!” TJ is oblivious to the fact she’s not comfortable with something. I try to read her but it’s so hard to. I can see she isn’t confident, but it adds to her appeal. She’s modest—she doesn’t realize how gorgeous she is. I saw all the guys checking her out when she walked past them last night in that red dress.
She’s unsure of what to do. Her eyes go back and forth between us and her room. “There’s no room, I’ll just stay in here. Thanks.” She practically runs back inside, leaving the door slightly open.
“I don’t think she’s used to guys. I think she’s used to her own company. We all talked last night before we crashed.” Haley’s bites into her toast, allowing the crumbs to fall on her top.
They talked? About what?
