Page 12 of Going for Gold (Sweet Cravings 3)

"Ew, don't talk about yourself like that."

"What? Oh, no. I was talking about him." Bryce pointed to some guy on a bench across the path stuffing his face with nachos. "But I'm very flattered that you think I'm a handsome stud."

"The dude eating nachos is definitely a table tennis player. And you...hmmm."

"Come on, it should be easy for you to guess what I am after you saw me naked," said Bryce.

"Why would seeing you naked help me guess what you are? Unless you were a porn star and had a giant penis or something."

"I do have a giant penis, but I'm not a porn star. So I guess seeing me naked would have just been misleading for you."

Did he have a giant penis? My mind raced back to the previous day. All I remembered seeing was his hand in front of his junk and his abs. My God, those abs...

"Are you picturing me naked right now?" he asked.

"What? No." I laughed awkwardly.

"Well you seem to be feeling better," said Kristen. She plopped a bowl of ice cream down in my lap. "Who's your new friend?"

Oh God. Did she hear that whole conversation? "This is uh..."

"Bryce," he said, holding his hand out for her to shake it.

"Oh, the guy who you saw naked who told his pervy friend that you were super hot? Did he give you your phone back?"

Bryce smiled. "Pervy friend? That was just some roided up weirdo. My actual friends are super normal."

I looked away and hoped he wouldn't notice me blushing. Please don't say anything else embarrassing, Kristen.

"He's so hot!" mouthed Kristen when Bryce wasn't looking. Or at least, she tried to mouth it. I was pretty sure she said it loud enough for Bryce to clearly hear her.

"Well, I better get going. I promised a few friends I'd meet up with them for dinner." Bryce stood up. "What was your name again?"

"Alina."

"It was great to meet you, Alina." He smiled at me and walked off.

"Damn," said Kristen. "I leave you alone for five minutes and you have the hottest guy at the games flirting with you. Now that's how to rebound."

"I wasn't flirting, I was just getting my phone back."

"That's not what it looked like to me. God, his eyes are incredible."

Yeah they are. "Stop, I wasn't flirting with him. I'm still with Chris." Just saying his name made me feel horrible. The image of him and Gabriela at Club Blue came flooding back into my mind. Any bit

of happiness that Bryce had brought me quickly dissipated.

"Well, whatever you were doing, it sure looked like it made you happy."

"Yeah, maybe I'll be happy again some time." I shoved a big spoon full of chocolate ice cream into my mouth to try to keep the tears at bay.

We sat in silence as we both ate an inappropriate amount of ice cream. I didn't know why stuffing my face with delicious ice cream was so comforting, but it was the best. I wished I could date ice cream rather than stupid boys.

"So what do you want to do tonight?" asked Kristen.

I shrugged. I didn't feel like doing anything besides eating more ice cream.

"How about we go get drunk?" she suggested.

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