It’s called a fuck buddy.” I feel like puking a little bit as soon as those words leave my mouth. He scoffs and shakes his head. “Don’t insult him by calling him that. You and I both know that’s not what he is.” “You don’t know shit, Ty.” “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.” He looks over my shoulder and his eyes widen. I turn around just as the locker room door slams closed. My heart dive-bombs into my stomach. “Was that Dacen?” My voice is hoarse. I close my eyes and grit my teeth when Tyler answers. “I think so.” God damn it.
