The Wrong Quarterback (The Wrong Player, #1)

by C.R. Jane

I couldn’t wait to move Casey out of here and in with me.

“Jace Thatcher?” she asked breathlessly, and I held in my eye roll. Jace would be eating this shit up right now. He never got tired of the attention we got.

Lies. All lies. Jace’s lucky thing was his hair, the reason he had long, flowy locks that we gave him shit about all the time. He believed he would have a Sampson moment if his hair was cut.

But I couldn’t help it. I slid into the bed, falling face first into her pillow so I could breathe in her scent.

I pulled down my joggers so I could free my aching cock. The head was already shiny and red, cum seeping out of it because I’d never been this turned on in my life. I wrapped her underwear around my dick, gripping it as tightly as I imagined her pussy would be.

A brief image of Casey round with my child hit my brain…and my dick was suddenly hard all over again.

I yawned. It was a freaking Wednesday. I didn’t know if I had it in me to party on a Wednesday.

“I’ll never forget it until the day I die,”

“Anyways…as I was saying. I was eating some pizza in the dining hall, when all of a sudden, Jace Thatcher, the star running back from the Tigers, sits down across from me and starts talking.”

There’s no way Parker had asked him to invite my roommate so I would come…right?

“I say this as your new best friend and the girl you’re going to be stuck with for the rest of your life. Are you sure that Gray’s what you want?”

“Yes. I want to climb him.”

“Hey big bear, I want to climb you like a tree.”

eyes… Parker stood across the room, half in the shadows, his face carved into an expression I hadn’t seen before. His jaw was tight, muscles flexed under the sharp lines of his cheekbones.

It was more than anger; it was fury tempered with something darker, something that made my pulse stutter.

What are you doing? How could you kiss him? And worst of all…you belong to me.

“You can use mine,” a voice cut through the noise, low and smooth. I turned, startled, and found myself staring at Parker’s friend from the library, Jace. He leaned against the wall, freakishly hot looking, a smug smile on his lips like he knew something I didn’t.

“No, sorry, only Inner Sanctum members are allowed,” he told her with a charming smile.

“What’s the Inner Sanctum?” I asked, confused. “Is that one not doing it for you? Do you like the Loyalty League more…or the Silent Syndicate? Oooh, what about the No Drama Llamas?” he asked innocently.

“Ummm. I’m not sure I’m qualified to make this decision for you. Who exactly is in the…No Drama Llamas?”

“Well, it’s Parker, Matty, me of course…and hear me out on this, I’m thinking…you,” Jace commented, pulling me out of my inner freak-out.

“And I’ll keep brainstorming our team name,” he called to me.

sober or drunk—that I would drug him to get his girl.

“But my friend over there is a big deal in his fraternity. He’ll be able to get you into all the Beta Omega parties. And the football team goes to those parties all the time.”

took a sip of my drink and leaned against the wall with a smile, ready to watch the show.

There was no part of me that wanted Casey to be hurt. But I couldn’t take another day of seeing him with her.

I would make it up to her after this, though, I’d make her life so happy that this would just be a blip in the radar o...

The look on Casey’s face was exactly what I’d been after. Shock. Pain. Betrayal. Their relationship crumbling right in front of her.

I would spend every day proving to you how fucking perfect you are for me. There would never be a day that you would doubt it,” I

“Parker came and got me and sent me after you. He was really worried about you,” she said softly.

had a feeling that it would be absolutely demolished by someone like Parker.

“Well, I wouldn’t personally kill him. We could just find a hit man or something. You can find anything online these days.” Her face was completely serious.

“Sure it doesn’t have to do with a certain girl? And the fact that her certain boyfriend fucked up big time last night?” asked

Jace, fluttering his eyelashes at me obnoxiously.

“Why do you keep on saying ‘certain’ like tha...

“Or is it the fact that you were the one that made the boyfriend fuck up in the first place?” Jace contin...

“So that’s it, we’re just crazy now?” Matty asked, grabbing the football from me and beginning to toss it in the air. “We’re just talking about this like it’s nothing?”

“It’s called true love, Matthew. Just wait, you’re going to crack one of these days over Ms. Stalker, and it’s all going to be over. You’re going to be insufferable.”

“How does this have anything to do with Parker literally stealing someone’s girlfriend?” Matty complained.

“The delusion is setting in. We’d better call a doctor,” Jace whisper-yelled. “We can’t. They would lock him up,” added Matty.

“Quit your fucking yapping and start drills, gentlemen! Hustle up—let’s see if any of you can actually move today.”

I bet she was a girl who wanted one of those libraries with the ladder that moved along the walls like the girl in Beauty and the Beast. I would definitely have to make that happen for her.

Did I mention that Jace only knew where he was because he’d added both of us to his Find My Friends app without asking permission…because apparently stalking was our thing?

“The best way to get over someone is to get under someone new,” I murmured in her ear, making sure that my lips brushed against her skin with every word.

“Except, I’m not about to let anyone else have that fucking privilege.”

“You taste so good, baby,” he said between wild kisses. “I’m done. Ruined. I need this, every day. Fuck.”

I could feel every inch of him, including what felt like a baseball bat pressing against my stomach. Holy fuck, his dick was huge.

“Are you going to be a good girl and let me eat that perfect pussy?” he asked roughly, as his lips slid down my neck, licking and biting in a way that was sure to mark me.

He licked at the indention in my legs before sitting back, his pupils blown out as he glanced up at me, his hair a complete mess from my hands pulling at it.

“Good, then I’ll be your first and your last, Casey Larsen, and I’ll get to ruin you, baby, starting right fucking now.”