Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 120176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Skylar and Zoe came back out. Zoe, to finish the pizzas, and Skylar, to have a good time. I heard her laughter from the dining room, but she’d not come in yet. I stayed put for the most part except to venture out a few times when I needed a refill. I’d started to get hungry, but I saw a girl hanging over Cruz and promptly lost my appetite. It shouldn’t bother me if he was flirting with another girl, but the rules were that while we had our agreement, if he was going to sleep with someone else, then he and I were not going to keep doing what we were doing.
It was close to midnight, and half the group had left. The guys seemed like they were getting a second wind, but the rum was working in me and I needed to either nap or eat. Either way, I was hitting a wall with the studying and closed my book.
Miles glanced over. “Finally.”
I grinned at him.
He held out a closed fist to me. “Gotta hand it to you. Studying and drinking as much as you did, you’re a college rockstar.”
An abrupt laugh left me as I met his fist with my own, before standing up. “I’m going to bed.”
Gavin leaned back in his chair. “That an invite, Little Daniels?”
I turned to him. “Stop talking to Zeke Allen about me.”
He only laughed. “We have a budding bromance. Kindred souls, him and me. Speaking of, some of the guys and I are thinking about doing a road trip to Cain. You want to go with us? See your buddy?”
I snorted. “Apparently, you’ve not talked enough about me to him. He and I do not have a visiting sort of friendship.”
“What kind of friendship do you have?”
“A reluctant one,” I threw over my shoulder before stepping into the kitchen.
The pizza had been moved to the table and island inside. The hockey guys were crammed around the table. The girls next to them. I could feel Cruz’s gaze but avoided it because I didn’t want any more attention. I’d had enough for the night.
“Your reputation precedes you, Daniels.”
Going past everyone to the door, I glanced back at Atwater. He was grinning widely at me, and he wiggled his eyebrows. “Everyone knows about Burford, but now you took down a junior?” He whistled under his breath. “No one’s going to sleep on you.”
I sent him a sharp look.
He startled, jerking up as if realizing what he just said. “I mean, you know what I mean. The girls won’t mess with you anymore.”
Allie was a junior. Lovely.
“Just getting my bearings here,” I murmured before scanning the room. Skylar and Zoe were there, leaning against the fridge. Martin was with them, a shoulder propped up against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. There was a girl with them too. All were watching me.
A wave of shame rose in me because I could hear again Allie’s screech.
“I’m sorry,” I said it to Skylar, who seemed surprised by my words. “I shouldn’t have reacted that way. I should’ve used my words better.”
Her eyes grew wary.
I waited, but when she stayed quiet, I opened the door and went upstairs.
I’d just heated up some food when there was a knock at my door.
At this point, I had no clue who that could be, but I went over and opened it.
Cruz, with a hood pulled low over his head, his jawline half in shadow, but those eyes still piercing me. He raised his chin up toward me, and I stepped back. He came in after me, shutting the door and locking it. He jerked a thumb behind him. “You think you might have more visitors tonight?”
“I hope not.” I sat at the table and eyed him as he was considering me.
He let out a sigh, coming over. “The guys will cover me, not that we’re keeping this a secret, but you know.” He came to the table, and stood there, looking down at me. His eyes were dark, clouded over.
I finished my last bite and tipped my head back as I swallowed. “That girl was all over you downstairs,” I said, and as I did, I opened my legs.
His eyes flashed, and he smirked, but moved closer, more between my legs. “That was only Bianca. A lot of girls hang over me, a lot of times. They’re called puck bunnies.”
“Bianca is a puck bunny?” I reached for him, grabbing his jeans and I pulled him toward me.
“I’m not into her.” He came, still watching me, looking down at me. “You got something to say about her? Be easier if you just ask it.”
Right. I heaved a breath. “If you want to fuck someone else, you need to let me know.”
Now his eyes flashed and his face hardened. “We doing the jealousy thing? Because if we’re on that topic, if you’re going to fuck Miller or your roommate, you better let me know too. Shit goes both ways.”