Page 149 of How to Win the Girl

She’s one of those under-the-radar sex kittens, keeping her best parts covered and hidden. But beneath that hoodie and sweatpants material lies the heart of a passionate woman. The second she told me to stop being annoying in Mass Comm class, I knew I was damned if I didn’t.

She had the same fire in her eyes as she had this afternoon. The same fire in her eyes that she had when I was going down on her in the bathroom at the fraternity house.

I sip my coffee, the alcohol warming my esophagus on its path all the way down to my stomach.

“My roommate Gabby used to work here,” she tells me.

“Why doesn’t she work here anymore?”

Daisy laughs. “She got fired. Gabby is kind of…” She searches for the words. “Kind of a bitch? She’s difficult. Didn’t do well with customers, let’s put it that way.”

Huh.

“What’s it like living with someone like that?”

Daisy shrugs. “It’s fine. She’s in her room a lot, or she’s gone. So it works. I don’t think I want to live with her again next year.”

“You know what you need?”

“Hmm?”

“A boyfriend so you can go hide at his place and not have to see her at all,” I joke, blurting the words out before I can think about what I’m saying or what they mean.

Daisy’s eyes get wide. “Ha. Are you volunteering?”

“Let’s see what happens after our next date, eh?”

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Babe, where we’re going, you won’t need a shirt.

Daisy:

Thanks for taking me to the batting cages yesterday. I had a great time.

Drake:

Oh my god, you are such a damn liar LOL

Well, it’s POLITE to say THANK YOU.

Then thank you for the coffee and banana bread.

You thanked me already…

You also thanked me already…

Were you just looking for an excuse to text me?

Do I NEED an excuse to text you??

No, ma’am….

What are you up to right now?

Just got out of the shower.

Oh…

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