The PreGame Ritual (Lynstone University Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

that way anyway so he can definitely take you.”
    Hold up, what?
    There was a little tap on my shoulder and I turned to Avery’s pleading eyes. “Miles, can you pleaseee give me a ride home? I had too much to drinkkk and it wouldn’t be safe for me to be behind the wheel.” She fell into me the second she finished her sentence so I knew she was definitely in bad shape, but I was still trying to figure out how the fuck I got put into it.
    I hardly even knew the girl and now I was just supposed to give her a ride home?
    I mean, it wasn’t my fault she chose to get fucked up.
    “Can’t do it, Avery. Sorry.”
    “Come on, Miles. She doesn’t live too far from you for real. And you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if she did actually crash her whip.” Leave it to Cam to guilt trip me into some shit.
    “Where do you stay at, Avery?”
    “Four blocks from campus.” I couldn’t help noticing how coherent her reply came out. Considering I lived on campus and the party wasn’t far from campus, it really wasn’t that big of an inconvenience to drop her off. And maybe I’d be able to catch a glimpse of Ava since they lived together.
    “Fine. I’ll take you.”
     
     

ava.
    I wasn’t responding.
    Not because I didn’t want to but because I didn’t wanna get his hopes up.
    There was no way in hell I was gonna date a guy younger than me; simple as that. I didn’t know why it bothered me so much, but it did and I wasn’t going back on it no matter how good he looked or how his voice seemed to caress my skin, or how my heart was still racing from the fact that he had text me yet again.
    Do I sound as ridiculous as I feel?
    I turned to ESPN, hoping to catch a glimpse of the highlights from my dream baller bae Russell Westbrook’s game. Whenever people described how I played, they always said it resembled how he did which was definitely a compliment in my book. He was explosive, he had hops, his athleticism literally went unmatched and I had a strong feeling that all probably translated to other facets of his life. They were just getting ready to scroll to his picture in the line-up when there was a knock on the door.
    It was late so it scared me more than anything, especially since Avery - the only person who belonged here - had a key. I grabbed my keychain that had a can of pepper spray attached before I headed to the door. I took a deep breath as I cautiously cracked it open to a sight I was far from ready for.
    Avery... and Miles?
    Avery hit me with her fake drunk smile before she said, “Heyyyy sis. Sorry if I woke you but I couldn’t find my key. Or did you take it from me, Milesy?”
    Milesy?
    What the hell is that all about?
    I looked to Miles for answers and he appeared to be just as confused as I was.
    “Why would I take your keys, Avery?”
    “Maybe to solidify a chance of seeing me later. Trust me, I’ve had guys do much crazier things,” she replied with a flirty little wink before she finally brought her not really that drunk ass into the apartment. There was a stiff silence between Miles and I, neither of us really knowing how to proceed. I wanted to be mad but I couldn’t be because if I was mad that only meant I cared and I had no business caring about the likes of Miles.
    “Well… I see you found her after all.”
    He immediately got defensive. “It’s not even like that, Ava. I just wanted to make sure she got home safely.”
    “I’m sure it was the least you could do after what you probably got from her.” It was no secret to me that Avery had quite the sexual track record. It wouldn’t have surprised me if Miles took advantage of that fact. Hell, what man wouldn’t?
    “ Got from her ? I didn’t get anything from that girl. Not because she didn’t offer but because I didn’t want it, ma.”
    Damn if that two letter title doesn’t make my heart flutter every time.
    “No reason to lie about it, Miles. I know how she is and can pretty much assume how you are. Match made