Page 98 of The Fake Date Agreement

Shaking his head, Caleb gets to his feet and stretches out the kinks in his neck. “I better go. I want to go through the playbook and see if there’s any improving on them before the championship.”

“I’m thinking of asking her if she wants to make this fake relationship real,” I say as Caleb picks up his bag.

“We could ask her,” Reid says.

Caleb drops his bag with a thud. “Are you seriously talking about dating her?SharingTobie for real? Both of you?”

“There’s no guarantee she will like us,” Reid says.

I cock my head. “She could like neither of us, or she could like all of us.”

“But she said that thing back at the rink, so…”

“What thing?” Caleb frowns.

I arch my eyebrow. “Didn’t you say you had that?—”

“Do you honestly expect me to go anywhere now? We need to talk about this. What did Tobie say?”

Reid’s mouth quirks into a smile. “Just that she thought there’s a little more softness beneath your grumpy exterior that she likes.”

“She said that?” Caleb is doing his best to look offended at the accusation that any part of him is soft, but I’m not buying it. Neither is Reid, from his smirk.

Caleb takes a gulp from his beer. “And if she did like us all, then what?”

“What’s there to talk about?” I ask, intending to open Caleb’s eyes to the fact he’s into Tobie much more than he wants to admit to himself. “I mean, I wouldn’t say this really involved you.”

“Of course, it involves me,” he snaps. “I’m dating her too.”

We stare at him.

“Fakedating her,” he corrects himself.

Reid chuckles. “Sure.”

“So if she did like us, then what?”

“Then we give it a go, the way you try with any new relationship,” I say.

“And sex?” Reid asks quietly. “I haven’t slept with her yet.”

“Neither have I,” I admit. “I want to, but when Tobie is ready for it. I figured she was still getting over her ex hurting her, so going slow is what she needs right now.”

“And if this interferes with the game?” Caleb presses.

I shrug. “There’s no reason it should. We both like Tobie. Both want to make her feel good?—”

“Treat her better than that fuckwit who doesn’t deserve her did,” Reid says.

“And if she likes one of you and not the other?” Caleb asks.

“Then I’ll back off,” I say.

“And I’ll back off if she wants Jay and not me,” Reid says.

“How is this supposed to even work? Say shedoeslike us? Then what? Is this going to last? How? Is she going to expect us all to sleep together?”

We fall silent.

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