Page 14 of In Too Deep

“BAE? Please, you couldn’t handle me being your bestie,” Caro replies.

“True. You’ll have to settle for being my girl slave then,” East teases.

“What? No way.”

As East and Caro continue to mock fight, I turn to Coby and smile. “Well, they’re getting along.”

“Hmm… East gets along with everyone. He has that type of personality that everyone loves but would hate to have.”

I giggle. “Yeah, full of energy.”

He chuckles. “Full of something…”

Laughing, I bump his shoulder. “So you competing in anything other than 400 Free?”

He shrugs. “Relay. My coach wants me to do the 1500, but I’m not ready for that. It’s not my specialty. I want to focus on what I’m good at.”

“And what are you good at?”

“Well Free, Relay, kissing, seduction, forepla—”

“Okay!” I huff. My breathing quickens, which makes him laugh. I can’t help but squirm in my seat. I’m burning right now. “Bit of a womaniser, are you, Coby?”

“No, I like to stick it to one girl.”

I grimace. “Stick it, or stick to one girl?”

He smirks. “Sorry, Freudian slip. Stick to one girl. Once I have my eyes on that one girl, she’ll have a hard time getting out of my grip.”

“Wow! Sounds like you’re a domineering douchebag,” I tease.

He laughs. “No, not like that. I just mean I don’t stray when I’m with someone, ever… not for anything.”

“That sounds pretty intense there, Eel.”

“Am I?”

Chewing my bottom lip, I ask, “So, do you like… someone?”

He faces me. Our legs bump, sending a shockwave up my leg and straight to my pussy. I gasp as his blue eyes bore deep into mine.

“I’m still cracking the outer shell of her cocoon. I’m hoping to see my beautiful butterfly soon, though.”

“You’re a poet, too?”

“Me? Nah. Just a guy waiting for her wings to unfurl.”

Caro slides along and suddenly jumps into Coby’s lap, staring right into my eyes. “C’mon, we gotta go.”

I jolt back. “What? Go where?”

“To get food. I’m going to implode if I don’t eat a taco. Right now.”

Coby stares at me like he’s not sure where his hands should go with Caro on his lap.

“Um… I don’t think tacos are on the menu.” I let her down gently.

“Fuck you! You could’ve let a girl dream. You guys coming?” She hops off Coby’s lap and struts away. East coughs like a maniac as he pushes past us after Caro. Coby gestures for me to move first, and as I turn, I jump slightly. Somebody slapped my arse. I glare at Coby.

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