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“Yeah. Said you were coming out of a situationship that you’d been in since you were a freshman. I can confirm your situationship with Marty McFly is more confusing than the scientific explanation for how the Doc managed to get the Delorean to time travel.”
“I’m going to kill her.” Honestly, it was partly my fault. I should have been honest with her from the start, but as the weeks went by, I stopped talking about Matty, so the whole situation started to become a moot point.
“No. No. Don’t do that. She’s only trying to help you.”
“Yeah, well, she’s screwing things up for me instead.”
“Okay,” he drawled out, not sure where to look. I didn’t blame him. It wasn’t his fault I was in an angry mood. I’d missed my class, and my situation with Matty had been pointed out to me yet again, as though I didn’t already know how crappy it was. “It was worth a shot, but you know what? I get it.”
“Sorry. I wasn’t angry at you. There’s just a lot going on at the moment.”
“No problem, Bean. I get it, but my offer still stands. If you need a helping hand, I’ve got two.”
He raised his hands and wiggled his fingers.
“Thanks.”
I waved him off before continuing my run. By the time I got back to my apartment, I was nowhere closer to forgetting about Matty, but when I checked my phone, I laughed. Erik had airdropped me his number with a message:
Erik: In case you need this. I’m ready to be your superman.
Shaking my head, I strolled into my apartment, not sure how this would play out but worried I’d screwed myself over either way.
Chapter 15
I cracked my knuckles, looking around the locker room like I was expecting something bad to happen. My body was on high alert, and although games were usually my happy place, I couldn’t concentrate. Britt was here, but I didn’t know what to say to her. She’d been avoiding me ever since I asked if I could watch her fuck herself with a vibrator, and although that seemed a little forward, I kind of thought it was appropriate for the two of us.
We were messy and confusing, but I wasn’t willing to give up on her anytime soon. I’d convince her to be with me. It wasn’t a matter of if, it was when.
“So,” Tanner drawled out, looking between Jackson and me. He sat on the bench opposite us while we put on our padding. “The Players’ Ball is coming up.”
“That it is,” Jackson stated, unbothered.
“Matty, I’m guessing you’re taking Olana?” I looked up at Tanner, and he raised his hands, chuckling. “Whoa, sorry, dude. I thought I heard that you guys worked things out.”
I shook my head. “Nope. Still in the same place as always with her.”
“Sexless and annoyed,” Jackson said, and even though Tanner whacked my friend upside the head, I didn’t have the heart to fight it. It wasn’t like he was wrong. Since my one incredible night with Britt, I’d been celibate.
“Spit it out, T,” Jackson said, grabbing his helmet and standing.
“What?”
“You want something. It’s obvious. Just ask already so I can say no.”
“It’s Thea.”
“Knew it. No. Gah, why does that word sound so good? No. No. No! Not going to happen. Not ever. Never ever. Nope.”
Tanner rolled his eyes, following our roommate out to the tunnel. “Come on, J. It’s just one night.”
“Yeah, one night that I’ll have to chaperone your sister because you’ll be too busy staring into Aster’s eyes. Thea is a liability, and I have no idea what she’ll get up to if you’re not watching.”
“She’s not that bad. I just don’t like the idea of leaving her alone on campus while the rest of us are out.”
“And why’s that?” Jackson asked.
Tanner tilted his head and glared at Jackson. “Please. You honestly won’t have to do anything. I’ll be there to look after her. You can go and hang out with all the other women you want. All I need is her at our table for dinner and not alone in our apartment.”
