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My phone interrupts me before I can reply.
Dad.
I swear this guy has the worst timing, I contemplate answering, forgetting Jazmine is still here.
“You can answer it if you need to. I’ll see myself out,”
I hit the decline button when Jaz’s voice travels into my ears. I don’t need his shit right now. I’ve been avoiding his calls since Saturday, not wanting to hear his critical analysis of every choice I made during the game. Eventually, I’ll have to pick up the phone but that time isn’t now.
“It’s okay. I’ll call him back later, it’s only my dad.”
Jazmine eyebrows scrunch towards each other, as if she is contemplating my statement.
“How did you get here? Do you need a lift?” I say, hoping to distract her. The last thing I want is Jazmine finding out about my complicated family dynamic.
“I can walk,”
“You’re not walking,”
“Yes, I am.”
Her stubbornness knows no bounds. “I’m driving you and that’s final. Don’t think I wouldn’t throw you over my shoulder and buckle you in myself.”
Jazmine crosses her arms, resting them under her breasts.
Don’t get distracted Theodore.
“You wouldn’t?” She says, her tone unsure.
I step towards her, but she holds her arms up in protest. “Fine, you can drive me. I am not getting thrown like a sack of fucking potatoes though,”
I snatch my car keys from the kitchen bench and race her to my front door. “After you,” I say, my hand trying to signal her through.
I lock the door behind us and try to catch up to Jazmine. My eyes unwillingly fall to her hips as they sway from left to right.
Her voice; however, snaps me back to reality. Jazmine looks back over her shoulder. “You better not be staring at my ass,”
My cheeks heat, the blood rushing down my neck. Too late.
Chapter 15
Theodore Knight
Kinesiology will be the death of me.
I thought leaving content heavy subjects for the end of my degree would be fine. I’m no genius but I study regularly and pick up material easily. Boy was I fucking wrong.
I’ve been sitting at the same desk in the Lakewood University library for the past five hours. It is nearly the middle of the semester, so everyone is flocking to the library. Especially if they are in the medical field.
After today, I don’t envy Colton’s degree. Imagine studying biologyandchemistry, not to mention the engineering aspect as well.
I’ve been lazy over the past couple weeks and didn’t stick to my regular study schedule. But with the pressure of football and the research project with Jazmine, I became overwhelmed.
Speaking of Jaz, the last few sessions we had together have been progressing well.
No fights. No arguing.
And even better, my endless flirting is wearing her down. Every now and then I can make her lips curl into a grin or force a quiet chuckle to escape. It’s the best feeling.
