Hating the Player (Campus Wallflowers #2)

by Rebecca Jenshak

“Is Violet coming over tonight?” “Yeah, I think so.” I hope so. “That’s every night this week you two have hung out. Have you made things official and taken her off the market?” “I never understood that phrase in regard to relationships.” “You’re dodging.” He rebounds my ball. “I’m not dodging. She’s mine.” “She said that?” “Not with words.” I smile as I think of the tiny heart she drew on my dick. The rest of the ink scrubbed off, but I left that one. “I don’t know what that means.” He quirks a brow. “We haven’t had the big talk about being exclusive, but I’m not worried.” Except now that he’s brought it up, I kind of am. “Why do you want to know so bad? Are you planning on making a move?” I narrow my gaze. “No. Never.” “Violet not good enough for you or something?” His deep laughter echoes in the high ceiling of the fieldhouse. “You sound insane right now.” “I think it’s a fair question. She’s beautiful, smart, and talented. You can seriously tell me you wouldn’t want to be with her?” “I can seriously tell you that.” “Why?” “Because, dickhead, you’re in love with her and I’d never do that to a buddy.” He tosses me the ball a little harder than necessary. “And I’m pretty sure she’s in love with you too.” “You think?” “I do.” “She’s pretty fucking great.” “Maybe you oughta think about locking that down then.” He shakes his head and laughs. “With words.”