Page 13 of Zero Chance

He lifted his hands and shook them as if feigning fear.

“We can’t have that.Sex with Dugger is some kind of big, taboo no-no.”He sniffed.“Who cares about the fact I could totallyrockher world?Just ask that chick right there.I got her off three times in one night.”

As he motioned at some girl who’d entered the library and was heading toward the computer lab, I frowned in jealousy.

“Sashaknows how good of a lay I am.Don’t you, baby girl?”

When Sasha glanced over at her name being called and saw him, she grinned and waved, blowing him a kiss.

He winked at her and went right back to talking to me.“Xander’s just prejudiced.That’s what she is.She clearly has something against guys who’re good in bed.”

As he ranted on about the fact that Xander wouldn’t sleep with him, and she was stealing his best friend right out from under his nose, my phone vibrated in my pocket with an incoming message.I pulled it free to check the screen, only to find a text from my mom.

Hey, sweetie.Dad and I are heading out of town for the weekend to see a show in Houston.Don’t forget to pick up Gates from the sitter.He can stay awake until ten, but no popcorn, remember.It’ll get stuck in his braces.Thanks, love you.We’ll be home Sunday night.

Ugh.

I knew the message shouldn’t bother me since babysitting actually gave me something to do, but her words made me feel crappy, anyway.Because she didn’t evenaskanymore if I could watch my brother.She just automatically assumed I had no other plans.No life.Nothing to do but serve her however she needed.

It was completely beside the point I neverdidhave any plans and I, in fact, had no life whatsoever.It’d still be nice if she’d at least ask and make me feel as if I might havesomesemblance of a social calendar.

I mean, what if I’d said yes to Xander’s invitation to go to her party?

What would Mom have done then?

She and Dad were probably halfway to Houston by now, too, just completely taking me for granted.

“Hey!”A palm smacked down in front of me with a loud thwap, making me jump.“Are you even listening?”

I scowled over at Keene, who was still sitting on the counter of the damn checkout station as if he owned it.

“What is wrong with you?”he demanded irritably.

I narrowed my eyes.“Nothing.Will you get off from there already,” I snapped.“It’s a counter, not a damn chair.And throw that away.”Motioning to the apple core in his hand, I said, “There’s no eating in this section of the library.”

“Thereshe is,” he murmured as if relieved I was back to my usual, crabby self again.“That’s more like it.”Aiming at the trash can located behind my desk, he took his shot, and the apple remains flew through the air before landing perfectly in the basket.“And it’s good!”he cheered, lifting his arms to boost his own ego.

I sighed dryly.He seriously had to be the most immature, idiotic, hound dog of a genius I’d ever met.

It truly perplexed me why my body had any interest in him at all.

Until his proud grin veered my way, making my stomach do that dippy thing again, sending a ripple through my insides that made me want to shudder and curl my toes.

“Happy now?”he asked.

As long as he stayed right where he was, looking just as he did, then yes.I was happy—er, as happy as I ever got, anyway.

But I scowled back instead.“Ecstatic,” I muttered.

Keene was definitely one of those super-hot boys.His dark hair was styled with a short cut on the sides and a tad bit longer up top.And his jaw was covered by a sexy amount of scruff—too much to be considered a five-o’clock shadow but not enough to be called a full beard.His lashes were long, his eyebrows expressively attractive, and his lips…

I found myself looking at his lipswaytoo often.

It was no wonder why he never had any trouble finding bed buddies.He was absolutely beautiful.And he was always on the hunt for some new girl to sleep with him.The jerk chased after absolutely everyone.He didn’t seem to discriminate either.As long as she had a pair of double X chromosomes, he was on her case.

Keene Dugger had to be the horniest person I’d ever met.A grade A fuckboy.

Which might be the biggest reason why I hated him.Because the one and only girl I’d ever known for himnotto try to sleep with was me.

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