Scoring the Player (Campus Wallflowers #3)

by Rebecca Jenshak

I’m still me. Dahlia Brady, shy and awkward, destined to never have a boyfriend.

“Hey, asshole. That’s my girlfriend you’re making a pass at, and trust me, you’d be so lucky.”

“Wow.” Felix’s voice freezes my movements from head to toe. He steps through the crowd, eyes locked on me. “Dahlia, you look…wow.” He clears his throat. “I’ve forgotten all other adjectives.”

“Eddie is a little bigger than you,” she says. “Way to ruin the moment,” I mutter under my breath. That killed any movement south. “I mean taller. What are you, six-two?” “And a half.” That half inch seems super important right now.

“I’m not the guy for you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t wish that I were.”

I can’t pretend to date Felix and not develop real feelings for him. I already have if I’m honest.

“You look gorgeous,” I reassure her. “Just, you know, even more gorgeous when people know you’re mine.”

“Are you two gonna keep playing or make out?” Lucas asks. Without tearing his gaze from mine, Felix says, “Make out.” My pulse races and my heart is hammering in my chest. “To be clear,” he says as he brings his mouth closer. “This isn’t part of the Felix Walter’s experience.” “No?” “Uh-uh. This is the Dahlia Brady effect. Totally different thing. You drive me completely fucking crazy.”

“Wow,” I say, my heart refusing to slow even as the world starts to come back into focus. “The Dahlia Brady effect is strong.”

She wasn’t just the best fake girlfriend, she was the best girl I’ve hung out with, period.