won't I?"
She sucks in a breath. "About what?" Her voice comes in a breathy whisper.
"I'm anything but average, sweetheart," I say, looking into her shocking green eyes. They have flecks of honey here and there, and are the most brilliant shade of green.
As if sensing the moment between Hayley and I, Hannah comes bounding up to us. "Hey Cam," she says happily. Her eyes land on Hayley and then shoot back to me. "I didn't know you two knew each other."
Hayley steps back, loosening my grip on her arm, and her gaze moves to Hannah. "We don't," she says, her voice impassive. "We met two weeks ago when Cameron gave me a ride, after my car broke down."
"Oh," Hannah says. "Well we better get going. I think we have enough pictures for the assignment."
Hayley nods and gives me a half-smile. "Bye, Cameron. Good luck with the rest of your races."
"Thanks," I reply.
She turns and starts walking towards the exit, disappearing amongst the spectators and swimmers. Hannah taps my arm and I look back at her.
"What was up with that? I seriously hope you haven't got your eye on her." She sounds just like Noah.
"And what if I do?" I ask.
"Cam," she whines, her eyes doing the puppy dog thing. Too bad it only works on Noah. "I really like her, and the last friend I had who you screwed stopped being my friend."
"Hannah, will you chill? I just want to get to know her."
Hannah's arms fold over her chest. "What about Rachel?" she asks.
"What about her? She's not my girlfriend, Han, and she sure as hell doesn't control or own me."
"Does she know that?"
Lifting a shoulder, I shrug. "I don't give a fuck."
"Well, just don't do anything stupid, like, fuck her and then leave her. Like I said, I like her, and would like to keep her 'round longer than the last girl."
Just then, Noah comes running towards us. "C'mon, Cam, we gotta go."
I nod, smiling at Hannah. She rolls her eyes but smiles back at me. "Okay, boys, go kick some ass and I'll see you boys at the party tonight."
Noah swats her with his towel and she scowls at him, walking away from us. "Bring Hayley!" I yell to her. She flips me off and I chuckle. Noah gives me a look but I disregard it and make my way back to the starting line. Excitement slowly starts coursing through my veins, but for an entirely different reason.
** ** **
The guys burst through the front door of Noah and Hannah’s parents’ house, carrying me on their shoulders after our victorious afternoon at the swim meet. Naturally, I’d like to take all the credit, but admittedly, I have a great team of guys who swim just as hard as they party. And tonight, we’re celebrating, both our win and the start of a new season. The grand sized house is already brimming with people and it’s not even 7 pm yet. The guys put me on my feet and they follow me to the kitchen, people congratulating us as we pass. Noah grabs us glasses, instead of those shitty plastic cups, and pours us each a shot of his father’s whiskey.
“Cheers!” he says, knocking our glasses in salute. We tip the glasses back and down the auburn liquid, which burns my throat.
“Let’s get this party started!” Someone yells from behind us. That’s all the invitation the guys need and soon they’ve joined the crowd inside the living room. My eyes roam the area, searching for a dark head of hair, when Rachel appears in my line of vision. She’s sauntering towards me, her denim mini skirt riding up her fake-tanned legs. Her grin is sultry and as she comes to stand in front of me her hands trail up my arms and down my chest. Her fingers brush against my groin. She means business, that much is obvious.
“Hey baby,” she purrs in my ear. “I missed you this week.”
“Uh, yeah,“ I hesitate, trying to come up with a good excuse for why I’ve been avoiding her. “I’ve been busy, assignments and shit.” The truth is I’m starting to get irritated with this girl. She wants something I’m not prepared to
She sucks in a breath. "About what?" Her voice comes in a breathy whisper.
"I'm anything but average, sweetheart," I say, looking into her shocking green eyes. They have flecks of honey here and there, and are the most brilliant shade of green.
As if sensing the moment between Hayley and I, Hannah comes bounding up to us. "Hey Cam," she says happily. Her eyes land on Hayley and then shoot back to me. "I didn't know you two knew each other."
Hayley steps back, loosening my grip on her arm, and her gaze moves to Hannah. "We don't," she says, her voice impassive. "We met two weeks ago when Cameron gave me a ride, after my car broke down."
"Oh," Hannah says. "Well we better get going. I think we have enough pictures for the assignment."
Hayley nods and gives me a half-smile. "Bye, Cameron. Good luck with the rest of your races."
"Thanks," I reply.
She turns and starts walking towards the exit, disappearing amongst the spectators and swimmers. Hannah taps my arm and I look back at her.
"What was up with that? I seriously hope you haven't got your eye on her." She sounds just like Noah.
"And what if I do?" I ask.
"Cam," she whines, her eyes doing the puppy dog thing. Too bad it only works on Noah. "I really like her, and the last friend I had who you screwed stopped being my friend."
"Hannah, will you chill? I just want to get to know her."
Hannah's arms fold over her chest. "What about Rachel?" she asks.
"What about her? She's not my girlfriend, Han, and she sure as hell doesn't control or own me."
"Does she know that?"
Lifting a shoulder, I shrug. "I don't give a fuck."
"Well, just don't do anything stupid, like, fuck her and then leave her. Like I said, I like her, and would like to keep her 'round longer than the last girl."
Just then, Noah comes running towards us. "C'mon, Cam, we gotta go."
I nod, smiling at Hannah. She rolls her eyes but smiles back at me. "Okay, boys, go kick some ass and I'll see you boys at the party tonight."
Noah swats her with his towel and she scowls at him, walking away from us. "Bring Hayley!" I yell to her. She flips me off and I chuckle. Noah gives me a look but I disregard it and make my way back to the starting line. Excitement slowly starts coursing through my veins, but for an entirely different reason.
** ** **
The guys burst through the front door of Noah and Hannah’s parents’ house, carrying me on their shoulders after our victorious afternoon at the swim meet. Naturally, I’d like to take all the credit, but admittedly, I have a great team of guys who swim just as hard as they party. And tonight, we’re celebrating, both our win and the start of a new season. The grand sized house is already brimming with people and it’s not even 7 pm yet. The guys put me on my feet and they follow me to the kitchen, people congratulating us as we pass. Noah grabs us glasses, instead of those shitty plastic cups, and pours us each a shot of his father’s whiskey.
“Cheers!” he says, knocking our glasses in salute. We tip the glasses back and down the auburn liquid, which burns my throat.
“Let’s get this party started!” Someone yells from behind us. That’s all the invitation the guys need and soon they’ve joined the crowd inside the living room. My eyes roam the area, searching for a dark head of hair, when Rachel appears in my line of vision. She’s sauntering towards me, her denim mini skirt riding up her fake-tanned legs. Her grin is sultry and as she comes to stand in front of me her hands trail up my arms and down my chest. Her fingers brush against my groin. She means business, that much is obvious.
“Hey baby,” she purrs in my ear. “I missed you this week.”
“Uh, yeah,“ I hesitate, trying to come up with a good excuse for why I’ve been avoiding her. “I’ve been busy, assignments and shit.” The truth is I’m starting to get irritated with this girl. She wants something I’m not prepared to
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