“I will.” Her wicked grin as she hurried through the house and out the back door made me really glad I was the completely gay kind of gay and wasn’t even curious about women. “I always have fun.”
Players usually did.
I was thejust want a Daddy and a steady partnertype, so my days were usually much more boring than hers, but less people screamed at me in public on a regular basis.
It was a trade-off I didn’t mind most of the time.
Occasionally I was stupid, though, and I couldn’t decide if this was one of those times or not.
Yep, I’d been stupid.
I totally should’ve left with her and just tagged along on her impending doom of dates because Levi was marching across the street right at me.
Oops.
What was I supposed to do?
Run?
Hide?
My roommates had all gone home to their families which was why Olivia had been spending so much time hanging out with me helping me make bad decisions.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
He was at the door.
He knocked on the door.
My saving grace was that he didn’t seem to realize I was right on the other side of the door.
“For fuck’s sake, Theodore. Answer the fucking door.”
Shit.
I hated that name.
I was not a Theodore no matter what my mother’s psychic had said.
“You put your address on the school message board, asshole. All I had to do was google the address and you popped up.”
Damn it.
Looking for roommates was hard and had gotten me into trouble.
Everything I did got me in trouble lately.
“I’m not going anywhere.” Levi sounded just as grumpy as usual and just as stubborn. “Not until I apologize.”
Really?
“Soup?” His tone was less nuts and more grumbly. “It was that fucking wedding. That’s how you knew to torture me with soup.”
Yep.
