Page 26 of Going for Gold (Sweet Cravings 3)

"Me too, but you know I'll be watching from here and cheering you on. Hey, I gotta run to class, but call me soon to tell me how it's going with Alina. I want to hear all about her."

"Will do. Oh yeah, if you have a chance, watch the highlights tonight of the men's gymnastics."

"Why? Oh my God, did you..."

"You'll see."

"I can't wait. Bye, Bryce!"

"Bye, Em. Stay safe."

Click.

I stayed leaning against the wall for a few seconds thinking about what Em had said. I knew she was tough and could take care of herself, but I still worried about how she thought someone was creeping around in her room. I tried to think of someone on campus that I could have check in on her, but no one came to mind. All the people I knew there had already graduated.

Tim poked his head out of our dorm. "Dude, come check this out."

I went back in and walked over to Tim's computer. He had found a BuzzFeed article featuring gifs of Yao Kai splitting his pants. Tim seemed to think the one where someone had photoshopped an image of a kit

ten in place of Yao Kai's penis was particularly hilarious.

"Who were you talking to?" asked Alex. "Please tell me it wasn't Alina."

"No, it was Em," I said.

"Did you tell her to get a flight here? She can share my bed; I don't mind."

I punched him in the arm. "How many times do I have to tell you that I'll kill you if you ever touch Emily?"

"What if she's the one who comes onto me? I can't help it. Girls just love me."

"Yeah, not gonna happen. How's your search for a Brazilian prostitute coming?"

"Not bad. I picked up some literature the other day..." Alex held up a stack of fliers with half naked women on them.

"You better not bring them back to this room," said Tim. "I don't want to end up in Brazilian prison."

"Yeah, that would be awful," said Alex. "Especially for you, Tim. You'd definitely be the first one to be someone's bitch."

Tim smiled, as if Alex had just given him a compliment. "You know, I've always thought I'd be popular in prison. It's the one place where my baby-smooth skin would come in handy. It's a blessing and a curse..."

Alex and I glanced at each other and tried not to laugh. We still weren't entirely sure if Tim was gay or not. He had a lot of girlfriends, but the things he said were just so freaking gay.

I was about to add a comment about Tim's inability to grow facial hair, but my phone buzzing in my pocket distracted me.

I pulled out my phone and read a text from Alina: "I wonder if they'll ever find the mustachioed Canadian responsible for that heinous crime."

Hmm...how to respond. I started typing out a response: "I don't know, but he sure seems like a real bad ass."

"Was that Alina?" asked Tim.

"Yeah," I said.

"Did you ask her out to dinner?"

"No."

"And you think I'd be the bitch in prison? You can't even ask a girl out."

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