The Wrong Quarterback (The Wrong Player, #1)

by C.R. Jane

Parker growled, and then his hand was gripping my throat, holding me in place so I would stop freaking out. His thumb gently pressed on my pulse and a deep, hiccuped breath burst out of my mouth.

“I don’t want to ever hear you call me that again,” he murmured in an almost scary voice, each word clipped and steady. His fingers tightened, just slightly,

“I’m not some temporary Band-Aid, Casey. And I’m definitely not some fuckboy you’re allowed to forget.”

“You don’t get to regret this. You don’t get to regret me. I’ll let you run tonight, but get ready for me, baby. It’s go time tomorrow. You let me taste you. There’s no ending to this story where I don’t get it all.” I gaped at him, because he sounded so serious. “I’m still—I literally just broke up with someone.” “Bullshit. You and I both know this was inevitable, the kind of inevitable that gets tattooed on your skin until the day you die. I’m not going to be your rebound, Casey Larsen. I’m your end game.”

He briefly let me go so I could gather up my things, and then he grabbed my bag, hoisting it over his shoulders as he took my hand once again.

couldn’t hold it in. I let out a loud whoop, throwing my fist up in the air, not caring who might be watching. Let them look. I felt deranged…insane, and I didn’t care one bit. The grin on my face stretched wide, muscles aching with the kind of happiness I didn’t know you could feel.

Casey Larsen, you’re mine.

“One thing you should know about me,” he murmured, his eyes locked on mine, “I always keep my promises.”

Before I could answer, the group of students in front of us thinned, and I spotted him—Gray, standing just outside. Since I knew his class wasn’t anywhere near here, it was obvious that he was waiting for me.

“Are you for real right now, Case?” he said, voice thick with disbelief. “I heard rumors last night, but I didn’t want to believe them. I thought…I thought they couldn’t be true.”

His eyes welled up with tears, and I wanted to die, because I’d never wanted to see him like that. “Whore,” he whispered, the words sharp and venomous.

Parker moved faster than I thought was possible. One second he was standing beside me, his body tense, and the next his fist was crashing into Gray’s face with a sickening crack.

“Say that again and I’ll fucking kill you,” Parker growled, his voice low and dangerous. His entire body radiating fury, his chest heaving as he stared Gray down.

Giving me one last look that showed how absolutely betrayed he was feeling, he spun around and walked away, his back rigid as he disappeared down the hall.

“I wanted you from the moment I saw you. I couldn’t get you out of my head.”

“Almost sounds like you’re jealous, Matty,” I told him. “That inch really stays with you, doesn’t it?”

“Parker’s dick wasn’t even there that day! It could be smaller for all I know!” Matty said indignantly.

“Really, Matthew. Are you pretending you haven’t seen Parker’s dick?” drawled Jace. “It’s like a monster had a baby with a blue whale and...

That didn’t stop us from groaning and throwing things at Jace—because we were professionals like that.

Ripping my helmet off and throwing it on the ground, I hoisted myself up onto the railing, my eyes locked on hers. For a split second, I saw the surprise flicker across her face.

Without a word, I wrapped my hand in her hair, leaning in and kissing her, the noise of the crowd fading into the background as I tasted her, licking deep into her mouth like I’d licked her pussy just the other night.

This girl was mine.

“This is for you, my lady,”

“You’re the luckiest daughter of a bitch I’ve ever met, Casey Larsen. And also, I’m pretty sure that I have telepathic skills…because who told you this was going to be your year? This girl,” she said, finally releasing me to point at herself with two thumbs.

“Parker is in luvvv with you. Parker is in luvvv with you.”

“Say, ‘Natalie I’m going to let my gorgeous new boyfriend screw me silly, and I’ll get off,’” she said, raising her eyebrows up and down lecherously.

“Oh, girl. You’re in denial. Parker Davis is definitely your boyfriend,”

“You are not responsible for a man’s bad behavior, Casey. Now repeat that for me, right the fuck now.”

“I’ll just be over here wishing it wasn’t socially unacceptable for me to pull out my vibrator right now. The two of you are HOT!”

“Our girl?” he asked, a weird, silkily dangerous undertone to his voice. Nat gulped dramatically.

“Sorry, sir…Daddy. I meant—your girl. Definitely your girl.”

But don’t worry, I’m happy to report she does not have a curfew. So feel free to keep her out as late as you want.” She grinned almost evilly. “And I do mean as late as you want.”

Parker looked faintly amused, and he sighed dramatically. “If we must,”

Nat grinned and did a little shimmy, holding up her phone. “Hunter just texted me that he wants…a little treat before the party,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “So, I’ll meet you there.”

“We’re never going to get to the party if you get anywhere near him right now. I’m riding the edge, baby. Let’s not try to kill me. I haven’t even felt your perfect cunt yet.”

“No. My dick is definitely a ‘he’ and has his own free will. I’ve always thought I had control…but since I met you.”

“I’ve stopped trying to hold him back. I’m pretty sure I’ve had a non-stop erection since the moment I saw you.”

I gaped at him and then stared down at his still very hard dick. He put ...

“Give him some space, baby. He can only ...

“I like my space, and they don’t always keep the best track of the girls they bring home,”

“I’m trying to make you fall in love with me.”

“Welcome, fellow Inner Sanctum Members,” he said, throwing his arms around both of our shoulders. “We’ve been waiting for you.”

“I was more fond of No Drama Llamas, actually,” I said with a smile.

Parker frowned, like he didn’t like that we had an inside joke.

"I like her," Jace announced to Parker as he led us into the house....

Parker was talking to some of the players on his team, when I tapped him on the arm. He immediately leaned over mid-sentence to see what I wanted.

“Yo, Matty. I need a key,” he called, and his dark-haired other best friend nodded from the kitchen and headed our way.

It feels like we’re moving a little fast—my toilet is a very sacred thing as you know.”

Parker scoffed, and Matty grinned. The two of them…were a lot together. And it just got worse when Jace appeared, pushing his way between Parker and Matty so he was front in center.

“Ooh, are we doing introductions? I can do them,” Jace said excitedly, gripping Matty’s neck and shaking him a little like some kind of really hot puppy.