rt continues to jackhammer
where's what's-his-face? Hasn't
and he immediately chortles, which isn't a good look on him. "Jeez
concerned. My relationships have absolutely zero staying power. I've had
yeah...just
now why yo
agree with the senti
o soci
ks. The guy probably knows
to plow my way through this afternoon, which is pretty standard. There
hat party or what, Winterfield? There's not much else going on tonight." His arm tightens around my should
nearly sends
usly.
the LSAT, we've earned it." Trying his best to cajole me into attending, he adds, "Come
ecause of writing that paper for Rickets' class and studying
damn good argument. Maybe we do dese
t, but yeah, we'll probably stop by at some point." Mia is my roo
re life? That's the way it was with us. We fell into an easy camaraderie. Sam is the only other per
ot wi
o move to Philadelphia where her boyfriend, Carter, lives and right now, I have absolutely no idea where I'll end u
against all the hard lines of his body. I hate
hen you're headi
a
ETA. This is nothing new. Samuel J. Harper considers himself to be my unofficial big br
guy is a majo
twenty-one years old and certainly no timid virgin. Sometimes, I have to wo
to safeguar
ate,
too
he enjoys frightening
ost s
looking for a life partner at this point. I'm focused on finishi
.a girl has
muscle mass, it isn't difficult for him to deter prospective candidates. I've yet to find a dude who
lfriend to preoccupy him. Mayb
With that, Sam drops a quick kiss on
rls sidle up next to me. For just a moment, all three of us silently w
total male
hroat as my eyes swing curiously to her. "We were wo
se a
want to know if Sam and I are sleeping together. Since we tend to
ches over six feet with a body honed by both football and weightlifting. He's got thick, dirty blond hai
best you'll
me from my shell. We spent that entire summer playing video games in his room, going to th
he brunette at her side. "Yo
ey both seem like nice girls, I decide to let them
"You have absolutely no interest in him? Bec
just solidified her position as the number one
ool together. We're nothin
ht white teeth. "How are you just friends with some
ling those rock-solid abs, nudges its way back into my brain. I clear my throat unc
sly...
n, we
between us every once in a while? My guess is that it's comp
nd before waggling her eyebrows. "
y skim down th
ir and deep br
s wearing shows off a rather imp
is type if you tried. Here," I decide on the fly, "I'm going to give you his number. Text him and see
ch a typ
e she just won the
a wink. "
ttraction that keep zipping around inside me. What I need is for everything to slide back t
head, she introduces herself, "I'm Allie, by the way." Sh
won't mind at all." I give the pair a little wave. "Okay,
in return before our sma
appreciate me steering t
efit-it gets h
a win-win situa