Page 137 of The Rule Breaker
Austin opens his mouth, then shuts it, thinking way too hard. “It’s not about when I went. It’s about the fact that I am enrolled, and that, my friend, is already a win.”
Logan snorts. “You’re actually insane.”
“I prefer gifted,” he replies with a wink.
Nathan sighs. “You know, it wouldn’t kill you to show up once in a while.”
Austin waves a lazy hand. “That’s what finals are for. Show up once, pass, disappear again. It’s a system.”
Logan snorts. “A bad system.”
“It works.”
Nathan sighs heavily, rubbing his temples like dealing with us is his full-time job. “You know, one day, your bullshit is gonna catch up with you.”
Austin shrugs. “Yeah, but not today.”
I breathe out a laugh and start to strip out of my gear, desperate to get in the shower and wash off, especially after what just happened in the storage room.
But as I do, something falls out of my pocket. My lips drop into a frown, and I glance down just in time to see a flash of pink.
Oh, shit.
Isabella’s lacy pink panties slip out of my pocket and land right in the middle of the locker room floor.
For a second, there’s silence. Then Nathan’s gaze flicks to them, his brow arching. Logan tilts his head, and Austin—of course—immediately sits up, his eyes widening and that shit-eating grin of his spreading across his face.
My brain short-circuits, and my mouth moves before I can think.
“Uh… those are… mine.”
Nathan blinks. “Um… Okay?” His brows tug together. “I thought you were gonna say they were from some girl you hooked up with.”
I clear my throat. “Yeah… that would’ve been better,” I admit, rubbing the back of my neck.
Austin bursts out laughing, sputtering water all over the floor as he laughs harder.
Nathan tilts his head in his direction. “You good, Austin?”
Austin clears his throat, wiping his chin, still grinning. “Peachy,” he mutters, slapping his chest, trying to stop the coughing fit. Then, he smirks at me. “Pink lace, man? Didn’t take you for a soft and sweet kinda guy.”
I shoot him a glare. He knows damn well who they belong to, and he’s enjoying every second of my misfortune.
The tension in my jaw tightens, and I feel like the guilt swirling in my stomach.
Nathan’s still watching me, as I grab the panties, shoving them into my bag as fast as I can.
Cole glances up from his spot across the room, just raising an eyebrow as he watches Austin, clearly piecing it together. His lips curl slightly, but he stays quiet, chewing gum like nothing’s going on.
Shit.
Two of my teammates already know.
And it’s only a matter of time before Nathan finds out. And when he realizes whose underwear just made a surprise appearance in the locker room?
Yeah. I’m fucked.
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