He patrols the halls and does random room checks. “I’d drive over myself but I don’t know if I’ll end up drinking.”ĭean stabs out the joint in the ashtray on top of the closed barbecue lid. Can I catch a ride with you to the dorms?” I ask Hollis. “You know what? I think I might go to Danny’s thing after all. It’s an entire hockey team slamming you into the boards. And the thought of sitting in the living room with her and Garrett, eating pizza and watching a movie and seeing them all cuddly and in love…a hundred times worse than a gut punch. “I’d like to see you try, Wellsy.” My tone is filled with humor, but the second she ducks back inside, the humor fades.īeing around her is like a punch to the gut. “I thought you said you only smoke at parties.
Oh, and what the hell, Logan?” Those green eyes narrow at me. “If you guys want a say in the pizza toppings, you better come inside now, otherwise I’m going to load it with veggies. Well, good luck.” She smiles at him before releasing the doorframe and taking a step back. My last final is on Monday so I’m spending the rest of the weekend cramming.” Tuck and Dean instantly pipe up with yeses, but Hollis shakes his head regretfully. It’s his turn to pick so it’ll probably be some God-awful action movie, if you guys want to watch with us.” Do you guys want to pitch? Oh, and we’re putting on a movie in the living room. “I’m not going to dignify that with an answer.” She sighs and rests her forearm on the edge of the door. Are you really gonna stand there and tell us that G hasn’t sent you pictures of his cock?” And don’t roll your eyes like that, Wellsy. “Just making sure I’m not misunderstanding, but…you guys are talking about sending pictures of your penises to girls?” Amusement dances in her eyes as she glances around the group.ĭean snorts. She looks gorgeous.Īnd yup, I’m a total asshole friend, because suddenly I’m picturing her in my jersey. Her dark hair is loose and falling over one shoulder. She’s wearing leggings and one of Garrett’s practice jerseys. I turn around to find Hannah standing there, and my chest squeezes so tight my ribs ache.
Someone clears their throat from the sliding door behind me. But any idiot knows that a dick pic requires a full frontal shot in return.” He rolls his eyes. “You just said women don’t want to see balls,” Hollis points out.
He blows out a ring of smoke as everyone laughs at his remark. “Balls,” Dean declares, before taking a deep pull of the joint. “What’s the equivalent of tits then?” Hollis asks curiously. No way are those even remotely comparable.” Said I had to return the favor.”ĭean’s jaw falls open. “Remember that girl I was dating last year? Sheena? Well, she texted me a picture of her tits.
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