I take my sandwich and head up to my room to give them some privacy.
My sister deserves a nice guy, and I’m happy for her, but it makes me feel a little lonely.
While I’m still looking forward to tonight, it’s clear after our last two hook-ups that whoever my mystery shadow is, he’s not ready to step outside the walls of the club. It’s fine for now, but I’ll want more eventually.
I almost had it with Kaylee, who I dated during my second year at Beckford U. She was ready to settle down and plan our future together, and though she was a great girl, we were only twenty. The idea terrified me.
Since then, I’ve hooked up with a few guys and girls, but nothing has given me that butterfly-inducing, heart-fluttering sensation I’m searching for.
I want someone who will make my pulse stutter every time they’re near, someone my body knows and responds to. Most of all, I want someone who accepts me for who I am, free of judgement. I’m not sure who I want to spend the rest of my life with, but I’m sure I’ll know it when I meet them.
For now, I’ll settle for someone who makes my dick rock-hard every time I think of that Prince Albert piercing and what it will feel like pressing deep inside me.
Too amped to sleep now, I decide to take a long shower, manscaping and preparing myself for tonight. We never spoke about our sexual preferences, but as a vers, I’m not fussed either way. My shadow gives off dominating top vibes, so I guess I’ll find out in a few hours.
Stepping out of the shower, I wrap a towel around my waist and stand in front of the mirror. My eyes are a little tired, and I haven’t shaved since yesterday morning. Searching through Amelia’s stuff, I find some hydrating eye cream and set about making myself feel fresh, even though the mask will cover half of my face.
I’m halfway through shaving when my phone rings. I glance at the screen, groan, then answer the call, putting it on speakerphone.
“What’s up, Theo?”
“Yo, bro. Where are we partying tonight?”
Theo’s one of those guys who peak in school and has no direction once they’re out in the real world. He spent the last six years playing soccer. Now he uses that clout to hook up. He got his degree in mechanical engineering, but he’s still living at home with his parents and Jade, and partying with the team even though he graduated last year.
Theo’s mum is good friends with mine—they went through high school and university together—hence Amelia and Jade’s close friendship. Theo and I, on the other hand, only tolerate each other because we grew up together. I wouldn’t call us friends, but I’m his ‘in’ with the team; he doesn’t feel guilty using me to find out where the next party is.
“Nowhere, dude. No one’s in the mood after drawing against BHU. We needed the win.”
He makes a dismissive sound. “All the more reason to get drunk and drown yourself in booze and pussy… or dick. Whatever floats your boat. No judgement here.”
“Gee,thanks.” I roll my eyes even though he can’t see me.
“Come on,” he presses, his voice carrying that familiar mix of charm and desperation. “You can’t sit at home on a Saturday night, man. Get a few of the boys together and we’ll hit up Carter’s for a few.”
“I’m good,” I lie, rinsing my razor. “I’m going to stay in and watch highlights.”
Theo scoffs. “No worries, grandpa.”
I scowl at my reflection, but Theo can tease me all he likes. I’ve got plans, and they’re not with him.
“Bentley may have mentioned something about drinks,” I say, tossing him a bone and not giving a shit about throwing my captain under the bus. Let Noah deal with our former teammate. “You should hit him up.”
“You disappoint me, Kincaid.”
“I don’t know how I’ll live with myself,” I deadpan. “Have fun.”
I hang up before he can give me any more grief. I don’t give a shit what Theo thinks of me.
It seems I can’t get away from the Walters, though. By the time I finish my grooming, Mum calls me down for dinner, and when I enter the dining room, Jade’s sitting at the table with Jonathon and Amelia.
My sister’s huge grin makes me smile. It’s good to see her so happy. I can’t imagine what it would be like to only communicate with a select handful of your peers and have to rely on other people, but Jade has proven to be an incredible friend, and Jonathon is gaining even more points.
“You smell good,” Amelia says with a smirk when I sit down. “Hot date?”
I glance at Jade before signing to my sister. “Nope, justtrying to impress the couch. We’ve got a big night of EPL highlights ahead.”
She snorts, rolling her eyes. “Yeah, right. No one goes to that much effort to stay home.”
