Collins smirks. He gets it. “That doesn’t mean much,” Collins laughs. “Show me a girl you wouldn’t do.”
His words break the tension that had been gathering in the air like storm clouds and I roll my shoulders before making a concerted effort to relax them. I’ve never had a girl jack me up like this. Whitney is an anomaly. Most of the time, chicks are interchangeable. One pussy is as good as the next.
“Can’t.” Justin glances around the crowded first floor of our house. “I’d do all of them.”
“Yeah, but the real question is how many of them would do you?” Collins shoots back.
Justin gives him the finger. “I’m getting another beer.” Then he stumbles off toward the kitchen.
On his way, he makes the mistake of grabbing a girl’s ass. Before he can move on, the chick in question whirls around and slaps him squarely across the face. Tinley’s mouth falls open as Collins and I collapse in laughter.
Fucking Tinley…
It wouldn’t surprise me in the least to discover he’s a virgin. In fact, I’d be shocked to learn that he actually gets some.
As if reading my thoughts, Collins shakes his head. “That guy is never going to get laid.”
“I don’t see it happening anytime soon,” I agree. Which is funny as hell because most of the guys on the hockey team are drowning in pussy. Girls throw themselves at us. And yet…Justin Tinley can’t get laid to save his life.
There’s definitely no clitty pity for that guy.
Collins glances at Whitney and smirks. “Looks like you and Monroe have your eye on the same girl.”
I straighten to my full height.
What the hell does that mean?
My eyes snap back to Whitney just in time to see her flash a smile at Evert Monroe.
Well, fuck me.
Looks like Collins is right.
Why haven’t I notice this before?
Evert is one of my roommates. He’s a decent enough guy. Solid hockey player. I’ve never had any problems with him.
At least I didn’t before.
Now?
I’m not so sure. We’ll see how this situation shakes out. Normally, there’s nothing I love more than a little competition. Especially if it involves a chick.
Hell, bring it on.
But Whitney is different.
I’ve screwed the pooch where she’s concerned.
Whitney’s been on my radar from the moment I stepped foot on campus. She’s not one to hang out at the games or parties where we congregate. And she hasn’t slept her way through the Hellcat team roster like most of the jersey chasers around here.
If I’d been thinking with the right head when we hooked up freshman year, I would have steered clear and found a different chick to blow my wad on. But that’s not what happened. A shit ton of shots later, hooking up had seemed like the best damn idea I’d ever had. I wanted to get Whitney out of my system and screwing her had seemed like the easiest solution.
Unfortunately, that plan backfired spectacularly.
After experiencing the best damn orgasm of my life, I didn’t know what to do. There was no way in hell I was ready to jump into a relationship. And Whitney had monogamy written all over her. Instead of talking to her about it, I pussied out and avoided her like a little bitch.
Sure, I can admit it now.
Young, dumb, and full of cum.
That’d been me.
So, do I necessarily blame her for hating me?
Hell, no.
I get it.
It’s just that most chicks would have softened their stance over the years. I would have been able to wear them down with my charm. But not Whitney.
The thing is, I’m not the same guy I was freshman year.
I’ve grown and matured.
Sort of.
Do I still love to dip my wick?
Guilty.
I won’t even try and deny it. But nailing a different woman every weekend gets old. I never thought I’d hear myself say that, but it’s true. And the one girl I’m interested in getting to know on more of a personal level wants nothing to do with me.
That, ladies and gentlemen, is called irony.
Sure, I can appreciate it.
Even if it does suck balls.
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