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actually possible she's not interested in me?  It seems unlikely.  I’ve never met a girl who wasn’t interested.
    Hmmm.
    And then it's like I'm being slammed upside the head by an idea I hadn’t considered. I'm seriously wondering how I didn't see it before. Actually, I really should have realized it at the party. Damn, but I knew something was off that night and I just couldn't put my finger on it. Now that I've had time to think about it, the ball cap is a dead giveaway.
    "Oh, I get it." Sitting back, I suddenly smirk as my eyes slide down the length of her.
    Jordan's just reaching for the books in her brown leather messenger bag when her brows draw together. "What exactly do you get, Parker? That you're not all that? Because if so, we're making more headway than even I could have dreamed possible." She looks at me as if I’m a slow witted child who has finally learned how to tie his own shoes before gushing, "I'm so proud of you!"
    I roll my eyes.
    Is this chick for real?
    Of course I'm all that. I've had years and years of girls fawning all over me to prove it. But at least I finally understand why she's not fluttering her lashes and giggling and running her hands all over me like girls normally do. "You're a lesbian, aren't you?"
    She stops midway from pulling out her books and just stares at me. Her eyes widen. She seems surprised by what I've just suggested. Maybe she thought she was being all covert-like, but I'm onto her. Nothing, and I do mean nothing, gets past Parker Montgomery. And yeah, once in a while I like to refer to myself in the third person. Doesn't everybody?
    I lean back in my chair, folding my hands behind my head. Of course I know this makes my muscles bulge against my t-shirt. Most girls would be drooling by now, but she doesn't which only proves my point even further. Definitely a lesbian. "Don't worry, it's cool."
    "Wow..." she says slowly, "how did you figure it out so quickly?"
    I shrug. Yeah, I have pretty good gay-dar although I'll admit it took me a while to crack the code on this one. Honestly? The major tip off was the ball cap. Like I said before, no self-respecting girl would be caught dead in one of those. "You just really give off that lesbo vibe."
    She makes a little choking sound before repeating, "The lesbo vibe, huh?"
    "Look, it's no big deal." Unable to help myself, I lean forward because instead of images of her and I rolling through my head- I'm imagining her and some other hot chick getting it on. Now that is something I would love to see.
    "Well, I'm glad you're okay with my lifestyle choice."
    I can’t help the slow grin that spreads its way across my face.  "Oh, believe me, I am totally fine with it." More fine than she can possibly imagine with all those thoughts renting space in my head. But I decide to keep that to myself for the time being.
    Chick on Chick.
    Seriously. Hot.
    Need I say more?
    Didn't think so.
    "Good. I guess we can move on to English now that you realize I won't be falling all over myself to sleep with you."
    I'm joking when I say this but even as I murmur the words, I can't help but ponder the possibilities. "Well, if any guy could turn you on to the other team, it would be me."
    She shakes her head. "You have one massive ego, Parker Montgomery."
    "I have other massive parts as well. I could show them to you if you want." I wiggle my brows at her. "We could play a little I'll-show-you-mine, if-you-show-me-yours game."
    "As tempting as that sounds, I'll pass." She says it somewhat sternly as if not wanting to encourage me, but I see the corners of her lips twitching upwards. She should smile more often. Because I've only seen her frown a whole hell of a lot. Mostly at me. Which is yet one more reason why she must bat for the other team. Girls never frown at me.
    "It's you're loss," I sing song.
    "Is it?"
    Another slow sexy smile curves its way across my face. "Most definitely."
    She holds my eyes for just a moment longer before slamming her English