stare impassively back at him, he sighed and lowered himself back down onto the bed, muttering, “Got tackled at practice.”
“It looks sore, you should put some ice on it.”
“Can’t be bothered to get up.”
This time it was her turn to sigh in exasperation. “I’ll text Jet to get some on his way back.”
“Thanks.”
He must have dozed off for a couple of minutes, because the next thing he knew something cold landed on his stomach, startling him out of sleep as he jerked upwards, fumbling to get the bag of ice off his bare skin.
Jet snickered and Parker whipped his head around to snarl, “Asshole.”
“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” he grinned, totally unrepentant. Holding up a cup of coffee from the campus café, he asked, “Forgiven?”
“Give that here,” Parker grumbled, taking the cup and glowering at the pair smirking at him from across the room.
“Riley’s coming over in a minute,” Terri informed him, “so you better get a shirt on, otherwise she’ll be drooling all over you.”
Instantly, he perked up at the snippet of information. “Is Chloe comin’ too?”
Sipping her own coffee, she shrugged. “Dunno, maybe.”
“Well ask,” he waved his hand impatiently.
Crossing her arms, Terri scowled at him, her cell remaining on the bed next to her. “I’m not going to let you mess her around.”
“I’m not goin’ to,” he snapped, “just ask if she’s comin’.”
“Parker…”
“For fuck sake,” he snarled, reaching over to snatch her phone. He swiped his thumb across the screen, realized there was a passcode, faltered, then handed it back to her, reduced to begging, “Come on Terri, what harm’ll it do if we’re all hangin’ together?”
Sitting beside her, Jet was watching him closely. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you chasing a girl,” he said speculatively.
Surprised, Terri glanced from Jet to Parker and back again. Her nose screwed up in thought. “You really like her, don’t you?”
Uncomfortably, Parker shifted around, lifting a hand to scratch his head as they both stared at him, waiting for an answer. “We’re friends,” he replied pathetically after a minute.
A wicked smile spread across Jet’s face and he nudged Terri with his elbow. “Go on, put him out of his misery.”
“Fine,” she grumped, clearly not happy about it. Unlocking her phone, her thumbs tapped out the message and a few seconds later it dinged to announce a response. She looked up at him, “Riley said she’ll ask her.” Another wait that seemed to last forever, before it dinged again. Parker waited with baited breath as Terri read. “Yep,” she said after an agonizingly long second, “she’s coming.”
A broad, cheesy smile pulled at his lips. “I think I’ll keep my shirt off a bit longer. It’s a bit hot in here.”
Terri was still glaring daggers at him over his last comment, when the girls knocked on the door. “It’s open,” Jet called.
A second later, Riley waltzed in; a total knockout in a tiny denim skirt and tight tank top. The girl wanted to be noticed and she’s have no problem getting the attention she craved. He guaranteed that by the end of the first week of classes, she’d have most of the heterosexual guys on campus sniffing around her. Risking a quick glance at Terri, who was scowling, he prayed that none of his teammates decided to pursue her, though he knew it was hopeless. Terri would be like a dog with a bone if one of his guys fucked with her sister.
Vaguely, he wondered what the deal was with those two; Terri didn’t seem particularly happy to have her twin here, however, his attention was immediately snatched away as Chloe walked into the room.
Damn, she was fucking hot.
Wearing a strappy, white summer dress, she closed the door behind her and then looked around for a place to sit. His desk chair was piled high with clothes, Riley occupied Jet’s chair and so, unless she wanted to cozy up with Jet and Terri on the bed, the
“It looks sore, you should put some ice on it.”
“Can’t be bothered to get up.”
This time it was her turn to sigh in exasperation. “I’ll text Jet to get some on his way back.”
“Thanks.”
He must have dozed off for a couple of minutes, because the next thing he knew something cold landed on his stomach, startling him out of sleep as he jerked upwards, fumbling to get the bag of ice off his bare skin.
Jet snickered and Parker whipped his head around to snarl, “Asshole.”
“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” he grinned, totally unrepentant. Holding up a cup of coffee from the campus café, he asked, “Forgiven?”
“Give that here,” Parker grumbled, taking the cup and glowering at the pair smirking at him from across the room.
“Riley’s coming over in a minute,” Terri informed him, “so you better get a shirt on, otherwise she’ll be drooling all over you.”
Instantly, he perked up at the snippet of information. “Is Chloe comin’ too?”
Sipping her own coffee, she shrugged. “Dunno, maybe.”
“Well ask,” he waved his hand impatiently.
Crossing her arms, Terri scowled at him, her cell remaining on the bed next to her. “I’m not going to let you mess her around.”
“I’m not goin’ to,” he snapped, “just ask if she’s comin’.”
“Parker…”
“For fuck sake,” he snarled, reaching over to snatch her phone. He swiped his thumb across the screen, realized there was a passcode, faltered, then handed it back to her, reduced to begging, “Come on Terri, what harm’ll it do if we’re all hangin’ together?”
Sitting beside her, Jet was watching him closely. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you chasing a girl,” he said speculatively.
Surprised, Terri glanced from Jet to Parker and back again. Her nose screwed up in thought. “You really like her, don’t you?”
Uncomfortably, Parker shifted around, lifting a hand to scratch his head as they both stared at him, waiting for an answer. “We’re friends,” he replied pathetically after a minute.
A wicked smile spread across Jet’s face and he nudged Terri with his elbow. “Go on, put him out of his misery.”
“Fine,” she grumped, clearly not happy about it. Unlocking her phone, her thumbs tapped out the message and a few seconds later it dinged to announce a response. She looked up at him, “Riley said she’ll ask her.” Another wait that seemed to last forever, before it dinged again. Parker waited with baited breath as Terri read. “Yep,” she said after an agonizingly long second, “she’s coming.”
A broad, cheesy smile pulled at his lips. “I think I’ll keep my shirt off a bit longer. It’s a bit hot in here.”
Terri was still glaring daggers at him over his last comment, when the girls knocked on the door. “It’s open,” Jet called.
A second later, Riley waltzed in; a total knockout in a tiny denim skirt and tight tank top. The girl wanted to be noticed and she’s have no problem getting the attention she craved. He guaranteed that by the end of the first week of classes, she’d have most of the heterosexual guys on campus sniffing around her. Risking a quick glance at Terri, who was scowling, he prayed that none of his teammates decided to pursue her, though he knew it was hopeless. Terri would be like a dog with a bone if one of his guys fucked with her sister.
Vaguely, he wondered what the deal was with those two; Terri didn’t seem particularly happy to have her twin here, however, his attention was immediately snatched away as Chloe walked into the room.
Damn, she was fucking hot.
Wearing a strappy, white summer dress, she closed the door behind her and then looked around for a place to sit. His desk chair was piled high with clothes, Riley occupied Jet’s chair and so, unless she wanted to cozy up with Jet and Terri on the bed, the
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