Page 34 of The Wrong Quarterback

When I find the girl of my dreams…

His words echoed in my head, a constant loop that I’d need brain bleach to erase.

Gray was all smooth and charming as he walked back to me, taking my hand and pressing a kiss across my knuckles. “I’m sorry,” he said soothingly. “I shouldn’t have gotten so mad. You would never betray me like that.”

I gulped, wondering how this had all turned on me, whenIwas the one who felt betrayed.

“Ben would be laughing at us right now,” he said with a sad smile. “He’d say something stupid that would make us both laugh, and then we never would have had a fight to begin with.”

Ben.

I closed my eyes, finding it hard to breathe as a million memories of the three of us spun through my head.

Thiswasstupid. Gray and I shouldn’t be fighting. I was probably overreacting, and Gray wasdefinitelyoverreacting.

“Are we good?” he asked, staring down at me with puppy dog eyes.

I nodded with a slow smile that I had to drag up from deep inside me. “Always,” I whispered.

“Let’s get back to the party then,” he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the music pouring from the house.

I followed Gray, even though all I wanted was to return to my dorm.

He stopped at the entry and glanced back at me, his eyes cold and serious. “I don’t want you to see Parker Davis anymore, alright, Case?”

I gaped at him, but then quickly nodded, not wanting to fight with him anymore.

And once inside, I pretended that I wasn’t looking for Parker as I stood behind Gray while he played beer pong with one of his frat brothers.

I also pretended I wasn’t disappointed when he seemed to have disappeared.

The good news, though, was by the end of the night, when I helped drag a drunk Gray to his frat house, I was too exhausted and upset to obsess any more over Parker…and all the magical,crazythings he’d said.

PARKER

I stood there in the shadows, arms crossed in front of me as I listened to their conversation. Andrews was smart. He had a trump card in his friendship with her brother, and he knew it. I wasn’t worried about him, though. He had so many weaknesses,it was going to be like taking candy from a baby to get him to cross a line he couldn’t come back from.

And when he did.

I would be there.

That line was going to come quick, though. He wanted Casey. He wanted her bad. Just seeing him kiss her had me wanting to murder him.

That obviously wouldn’t go over well with my girl.

I rolled my neck in a slow circle, feeling the soreness from that sack earlier today. I needed to sleep. Desperately.

I watched as he pulled her back toward the party, even though her body language was screaming she didn’t want to go.

Luckily tomorrow, she’d be too busy tutoring to have any time for Gray.

Tutoring me.

CHAPTER 9

PARKER

My phone buzzed as I walked into the student tutoring office.

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