Page 84 of I Blame the Club

“In any case, if I was really that drunk, I wouldn’t have been able to do this.”

A set of keys dangle in front of my face and it takes me a second to recognize them as my own.

Son of a bitch.

Nico smirks, “Might be tough to make it back home without these.”

I hold out my hand, “You have five seconds to hand those over. Five.”

He tosses them to his other hand, holding them in front of my face like bait. I smirk, tilting my head without making a move to grab my keys.

“Four.”

“Babe, the countdown is a little condescending but I’m kind of into it.” Nico shimmies on the spot, creating his own impromptu dance to whatever music is playing in his head.

“Three.” My lips pull into a grin as he starts to inch towards the open door.

“You really don’t handle authority well, do you?”

“Two.”

“Fine. You can have them.” He tosses me the keys before bolting through the open door. A laugh escapes me as I sprint after him, shoving the key ring back in my pocket as we go barreling down the narrow hall of the residence building.

It doesn’t take me long to close the distance between us, Nico’s inability to stop laughing has him wheezing before he makes it to the end of the hall. Grabbing his waist as I round the corner, I lift him into the air and slam his back against a nearby door. He groans from the impact, but I don’t give him a chance to speak before capturing his lips with mine.

His fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer as he wraps his legs around my waist. Sharp foil edges bite my fingers as I run my hands down his torso, the ridiculous condoms he tapped all over himself acting as a protective shield.

“Is this your room?” I breath the question into Nico’s mouth as I press harder against him, my erection throbbing painfully against the zipper of my jeans. He mumbles unintelligently against my mouth, his nails raking down the back of my neck.

“Montez. I need an answer.”

Leaning back to give him thinking space, I chuckle at the dazed look on his face. If he wasn’t drunk before, he sure looks it now.

He gives me a lazy grin, “One more floor to go.”

Locking his legs more securely around my waist, I lift him off the door and start carrying him towards the elevator down the hall. He purrs, folding himself more tightly around me as I walk us into an open elevator. I press the button for the second floor, but before we can pick up where we left off, a girl walks into the elevator.

“CeCe! How have you been?” Nico shifts in my arms to give her a bright smile. The girl crosses her arms, giving us a thorough once-over.

“What do you want?”

Nico gasps, “Since when do I have to want something to be considerate?”

A pierced eyebrow goes up, “You don’t like me.”

“I don’tnotlike you.”

I snort, catching the girl’s attention. She jerks her head towards me.

“Who’s your new playmate?”

Nico groans under his breath before giving her a bright smile, “This is my assistant coach. You can call him Tiny.”

I roll my eyes and the girl gives me a smile, “I like this one.”

Nico’s jaw drops, “You just met him!”

“So?” She flicks a piece of green hair over her shoulder before giving me a sly smile, “You’re hot.”

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