Scoring the Player (Campus Wallflowers #3)

by Rebecca Jenshak

“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.”

I kick Lucas with the toe of my shoe. “Want to come with me?” “Yeah, sure. Gavin said some of the guys are doing century club.” “Oh no.” Teddy groans. Smiling, I shake my head at Lucas. “Every time you do century club, you do something stupid.” “Stupider than normal,” Teddy corrects me. He isn’t wrong. “Like the time you tried to walk home from Phi Kappa Theta.” The fraternity is at least five miles away. Luckily, a couple of guys on the team were taking a sober ride home and spotted him sitting on the road ‘taking a rest.’ He was passed out cold. “Or the time you pissed yourself.” Teddy lifts one brow and grimaces. Lucas runs a hand along his jaw. “Okay, okay. That was two years ago. I’ve matured.” Stella laughs. “Earlier today you were watching cartoons and eating cereal out of one of those bowls with a straw.” “Teen Titans is awesome. And the bowl was a Christmas present.”

Her sweet smile is a drug. Holding my gaze, she sweeps her hair off her shoulder. The movement pushes out her tits and one strap of her dress falls. I have a theory. She’s trying to kill me.

“I have a better idea. Little halftime show for my hottie QB.” She giggles. “Are we going to get dirty on the back nine? Hit it into the rough? Choke down on the shaft? Get it into the hole?” My dick twitches. These slacks are not going to do a good job of hiding it if I get a hard-on in the middle of this party. “Good god, woman.”