You guys need a refill?”Īs Tuck heads for the counter, I pull out my phone and check the time. Which I’m not going to fucking talk about right now, because Jesus Christ, it’s Saturday night and we should be partying.” “So that’s why she hates you?” Hunter presses. Trust me, she didn’t remember much either.” “How could you not remember that?” He’s damn near salivating as he checks out Sabrina again. “But in my defense, it’s hard to call a chick when one, she doesn’t give you her number, and two, when you don’t remember it happened.” Like after three years have gone by, it doesn’t count anymore.” I’m pretty sure hook-ups have expiration dates.
“So you didn’t sleep with her?”Ī sigh slides out. “What do you think, kid? I mean, look at her.” A chick doesn’t murder a guy with her eyes like that unless he screwed up bad. She won’t give me the time of day now that she saw me with you. I bet it goes off a lot.Īs our gazes lock, she smirks at me, then flips up her middle finger before turning to talk to her friend. She probably has some kind of internal radar that goes off every time someone calls her a bitch. But I’m warning you, that bitch will eat you alive.” “So I won’t be breaking the bro code if I make a move?” “What’s the deal with you two?” Hunter pipes up. “I see her around campus all the time, but I didn’t realize she’s the one you’re always bitching about.” “Wait, that’s Sabrina?” Tucker says in surprise. The thought of spending two more years sitting in the same lecture halls as her makes suicide sound pretty appealing. We both applied to Harvard Law too, which I’m not particularly happy about. Sabrina and I are both Poli Sci majors on the pre-law path, so we share way too many classes for my peace of mind. I don’t need her busting them outside of school.” She already busts my balls in class on a daily basis. “Nice,” he remarks, then turns to grin at me. Hunter doesn’t even notice that Tucker is dripping water all over our shoes. “Hey Fido, go dry off somewhere else,” I order as cold droplets splash my face and hit me in the eye. It’s coming down hard out there.” He does a full-body shake like a dog who’s just scampered out of a lake. His black-and-silver jacket is soaking wet, and so is his hair. Someone jostles me from behind, and I turn to find Tucker approaching. Sabrina James is undeniably gorgeous, but I’d pour hot wax on my balls before I hooked up with her. “She doesn’t look toxic to me,” Hunter drawls.
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