girls I slept with unless they started to become stalker‘ish. She was
getting close.
I relaxed back against the wall and took a drink of my
water. It was midnight Friday, or Saturday morning, and I and several other
guys from the team had come out to the Delta Omega Sorority for their January
winter fest…which was just an excuse to have a party and get laid. They had a
fest every month for something. Most everyone else was drinking or drunk
already, but I only drank in the off season and that wasn’t now.
Nikki sidled up closer to me pushing another girl who’d
been running her fake fingernails over my arm out of the way. The girl was a
freshman in the Sorority and young like another girl I couldn’t get out of my
head, but this one was a lot less sweet and innocent.
“What the hell, bitch?” The girl—didn’t catch her
name—exclaimed furiously at Nikki’s maneuver.
Nikki gave her an evil glower. “You did not just say
that to me, pledge .”
The freshman blanched, realizing through her hazy
drunken eyesight that Nikki was an older sister of the Sorority she was pledging.
She skedaddled away swiftly. I watched her flee with no real regret. She’d been
cute, but I’d felt no true interest.
“You’re looking extra ripped tonight, Nic.” Nikki
slurred trailing her fingertip up my bicep, shoulder, and across my chest.
I sighed and smirked down at her. “I’m pretty sure I
look the same as I did the last time you saw me.”
“Are you sure?” She splayed her hand over one pectoral
and squeezed. “Because this definitely looks, and feels bigger.”
“It’s the same.” I looked over her head bored with the
conversation. My body was just as bored showing no responsiveness at all. Most
of the girls from these houses thought that physique compliments were the
definition of profound dialogue.
I spotted Landon with some chick hanging on him and
Noah and his girlfriend, Amanda, over by the door. “Got to go, Nikki. See you
around.” I walked away without a backwards glance. “You guys heading out?” I
asked walking up. Both Landon and Noah had water bottles while the girls had
plastic cups of whatever they were serving. The guys were as dedicated as I
when it came to staying clean during the season. Most of the team was. Those
who weren’t played at half their potential and we made sure they knew it.
“Yeah” Landon glanced over my shoulder. “Did you
already take care of business?” He queried with a smirk.
That was Landon’s subtle way of asking if I banged
Nikki in a hidden corner. “Not interested.” I replied.
He grinned like a fool and waved his arm around. “So
pick something else, it’s a smorgasbord here.” He slapped the girl’s ass next
to him and she giggled gratingly, pushing up against his side. He shrugged her
away instantly. The girl accepted the shrug off with a pout, continuing to stay
by his side.
Landon was a complete jackass to women, he almost
seemed to get off on it, and surprisingly many put up with it…probably because
his family was as rich as Midas. Landon cared less about whom he stuck his dick
in than I did, and that was saying something.
“Nothing looked good.” I grunted irritably. “I’m ready
to go.”
“If you’re looking for something as good as last week
you’re going to have a long wait.” Noah laughed.
I stiffened up unconsciously.
“What happened last week, or should I ask who?” Amanda
asked curiously.
Before I could say ‘nothing’ Noah plowed ahead. “When
we were out to dinner last Thursday, you know the night I gave you that
present,” he gave her a kiss on the cheek, “the waitress who served us caught
Nic’s attention. Don’t hit me baby but she was hot, but at the same time she
had a girl next door vibe.”
Having Noah