Page 83 of Counter Bet

“He’s been all over your girl for weeks,” Josh spits.

“She’s not my girl.”

Why would she settle for someone like me when she has guys like Jack vying after her? He’s rich, popular, and annoyingly good at football—everything I’m not. He can offer her things I can’t.

Josh huffs next to me. “Fuck that, Ben. You need to claim her! Trust me. If you don’t, guys like Jack will be in there before you have a chance to blink.”

“He’s right,” Matt chimes in on my other side. “You like her, don’t you?”

“I do, and she knows that, but—”

Matt cuts me off. “She likes you, man! You deserve something fucking good in your life for once.” He turns, walking backward. “She’s preppy, but she fits in with us. The girls like her too. Even April went on earlier about inviting her out this weekend. She wants another round of truth or dare.”

His wink makes me laugh.

Josh groans, dragging his hands down his face. “I get horny just thinking about it.”

“You’re always fucking horny!” Matt says, punching his arm. “Want to suck my dick again?”

I shake my head and smile. “You’re as bad as each other.”

We look over at the football field again.

Princess laughs at something that Jack said. Why the fuck isn’t he out there doing conditioning training with the rest of the team? Fucking annoying dick!

“He’s not subtle, is he?” Matt grumbles when Jack whispers in Emily’s ear.

Josh looks at me pointedly. “Jack thinks he’s halfway in her panties.”

I spread my arms wide. “What do you want me to do, man? Walk over there and hulk out?”

“That’s exactly what you should do!”

Matt shakes his head. “I doubt that’ll go over well.”

I agree with him.

“Oh shit, too late anyway. Emily spotted us,” Josh hisses under his breath, eyes widening in alarm.

I hide my amused chuckle behind my fist and look up in time to see a blinding smile spread across Emily’s face. She waves as she gets to her feet and jogs over to us.

The confusion on Jack’s face is comical.

“Hey!” she smiles, placing her hands on her hips. She’s dressed in her cheer uniform, and her blue eyes sparkle in the afternoon sun. “Has the stalked become the stalker? I can lend you my binoculars if you want. I’m sure there’s a bush somewhere around here for you to hide behind.” She pretends to look for one.

I really fucking like her witty humor.

“We’re meeting up at Ben’s later. You in?” Josh asks.

Emily taps her bottom lip with a manicured finger. “Are there going to be games involved?” Her smile is mischievous.

Blood rushes to my dick.

Josh grins. “If you want there to be, then fuck yes! We’ll play games!”

I punch him a little too hard in the arm and grin when he rubs the sore spot. That’ll teach him.

“I’m counting on games,” Princess says, walking up to me with purpose, swaying her hips.

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