If there was an anti-Sadie on campus, she was it. We were opposites in almost every way.
At least I happened to know that Harrison was really into my curves. He always had been. Still, even with my D cup boobs and full ass, I found myself wondering if he’d prefer a shape like hers.
And I hated that I was comparing myself to her so much. I just didn’t like her, and I didn’t want her to come after my relationship with Harrison. I took a deep breath and turned away from her, focusing on cheering. If she did try to break us up, I’d just have to trust Harrison.
Carrie was right; our relationship could withstand someone like Aubrey Seeks.
Chapter Four
Harrison
Life was good.
Wherever I went on campus, people mobbed me. Guys wanted to be me, and girls wanted to be with me. I never knew I’d get such a kick out of that, but I did. I’d always considered myself a private person before my success on the college field. And it was just going to get better. Coach had pulled me aside for a meeting the other day and told me that even after our former starting quarterback returned from his injury, he was keeping me as starter. I was officially QB1 for Carruthers University for the rest of the school year.
I’d never expected such a thing so soon. I’d thought if I worked very hard, I would possibly be the starting quarterback by my junior year. This change in my life was… awesome. The rest of my life was outstanding as well. I was maintaining a perfect 4.0 grade point average, had been voted pledge of the year by my fraternity, and my parents had been able to come down for every game to see my success.
And I was dating the most beautiful girl on campus. Sadie was perfection. She was tanned and toned with mouth-watering curves. I was fucking obsessed with her tits, ass, and legs and always had been. Then there were her cornflower blue eyes, perfect long, blonde hair, and gorgeous, full lips. Add the factthat she was sweet, smart, and funny to all of that? Well, she was the perfect woman.
And she was mine.
Still, it was kind of fun to flirt with all the pretty girls throwing themselves at me on campus. I’d never do anything with them, but I sure did love the attention. I’d started to realize that it kind of bothered Sadie, so I’d toned it down in front of her. But when she wasn’t around? I let myself have fun. I was just very sure to never cross any lines or even appear like I was. Sadie was almost as important to me as football. I never wanted to lose her.
Then there was Aubrey.
She sat beside me every day in class, and over time we’d become friends.
I also wasn’t blind. She was stunning in an entirely different way from Sadie. Sadie’s beauty was natural, the kind that required very little work for her to showcase it. Aubrey was the type of girl who probably spent an hour putting on makeup before she came to class. She also always wore short skirts, tight shirts, and heels—no matter what. I couldn’t deny she was hot, or that I was attracted to her. She had a sexiness about her that screamed experience, and it kind of made me nervous. Sadie had been my only sexual partner, and sometimes I got the sense that Aubrey was making fun of that.
Still, I thought Sadie was ten times as beautiful, even when she’d put on a sweatshirt and throw her hair up in a messy bun.
I walked into our marketing class and thought about moving seats. I didn’t want to hurt Aubrey’s feelings, though. I hesitated a moment too long, and she saw me.
“Hey!” she called and waved at me. “Over here, Harrison.”
I forced a smile and headed towards her. I saw the envious looks I got from all the guys in the classroom. They’d give theirleft nut to be sitting next to Aubrey. I needed to remember that she was just a friend and not worry about it.
The shirt she was wearing was making that difficult, though. It was a super tight, low-cut white T-shirt. She was wearing a red lace push-up bra with it that you could clearly see under the thin shirt. Her tits were pushed way up, and it was impossible to miss them. I found myself staring at them. Even though they were small, she knew how to make the best of them.
“What are you looking at?”
I jerked my eyes up to hers and realized she’d seen me checking her out. My face colored, I swallowed hard and looked away. “Nothing.”
She giggled. “Sadie doesn’t dress like this, does she?”
“I would have a fucking heart attack if Sadie wore something like that.” I frowned. When did she start comparing herself to Sadie?
“That’s what I thought,” she said smugly.
It occurred to me that she misunderstood. I would have a heart attack because I would be horrified if Sadie dressed like Aubrey did. I would want to throw something over her to keep everyone from staring at her. I liked the way Sadie dressed. She was classy. She showed enough to keep things interesting but still managed to look like the girl next door.
I started to correct Aubrey, but the professor started talking.
Aubrey leaned over, her cleavage threatening to pop out of her top. I couldn’t help looking again, and then immediately felt guilty. I wouldn’t want Sadie checking some guy out. I was barely paying attention when Aubrey asked me something. “Yeah, sure,” I said absently, just trying not to stare at her tits.
It wasn’t until after class that I realized I’d agreed to get lunch with her in the student athlete’s cafeteria. I usually met Sadie for lunch, but she had a test to study for today. She’dtexted me that she was going to take her lunch back to her dorm room and eat there.
As I walked across campus with Aubrey, I found myself looking around guiltily. I didn’t want people to see the two of us together and interpret things the wrong way. I could barely listen to the things Aubrey was saying as we walked along.
