Zander: Fuck off Slade I’m not n2 u
I have to be careful when I move now, tapping on the zoom of my phone until it’s aimed right at his crotch and his not-quite-hidden boner that he’s trying to keep at bay.
I send him the picture.
Me: Could have fooled me.
Zander’s head whips up, searching around for me.
I can see his friend mouthing something to him, concern plastered across his face, and the way it takes Zander every ounce of acting skills that he doesn’t have to try to blow it off. He says something and waves his hand, and the two part ways.
As soon as that motherfucker Washington is out of sight, Zander yanks his phone out again and stabs at it furiously.
Zander: It has nothing 2 do with u
I grin.
Me: Sure it doesn’t, Dimples. Why don’t you go to the bathroom and take a picture of your not gay dick then. Prove it.
Me: If you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll come spit on it for you while you fuck yourself.
Me: Maybe I’ll even watch.
As soon as I send the text off, I let out a low groan. I’m the one teasing him—that shouldnothave made my cock twitch the way it did. It shouldn’t have made me burn for him to say yes so I could fuck him in some dirty campus bathroom where anyone could hear.
But it did. It does. And that idea sounds hotter than it should.
Zander stares at his phone again, then his mouth ticks up in a defiant smile that I don’t like.
Zander: I’ll do u one better dipshit. I’ll get u a pic. 2night of me with some hot chick choking on my dick. then u can fuck off.
His smug smirk looks sosatisfied, like he won our little game. I read the words again and feel something ugly spark in my chest, a heat I’m not used to.
My jaw clenches as I watch him walk off, and I realize something.
He’s completelyfucked. I was playing today—I was going to take my time until he was begging for my dick.
But now?
Well,nowhe’s pissed me off. I’m going to make sure before the night is over that the only one choking on a cock is Zander.
ChapterFive
ZANDER
“Come on,Russ. Just for a little while,” I say into the phone, tucking it between my ear and shoulder as I pull on a pair of jeans. “Practice is late tomorrow. You can sleep in.”
His heavy sigh on the other end of the line reaches me and I know what he’ll say before it leaves his mouth. “Not tonight, man. I just wanna chill inside. Being around too many people will annoy me.”
“An hour, tops.”
“I would, but… I got a girl coming tonight.”
I chuckle. “Oh, so you wanna be around people, just not the ones you aren’t railing.”
“Eat a dick,” he says with a laugh. “You’re going to get pussy, so why are you bitching at me?”
That’s what he thinks. That’s what Iwant. This shit with Kerian can’t be real life. There’s no way the one person I shouldn’t want is having my feelings and desires all fucked up. I’ve liked women all my life. How could one kiss from Kerian have me questioning everything I’ve known? It’s notright.