“Yes. Basketball at Michigan.” He smirks. “Starter all four years.”
“See, here’s the thing, Will—” He glares at me. “—Billy. You’re like catnip for Gizzy.”
He laughs. “Don’t call her that. It’s disgusting.”
I shrug. I won’t stop for anyone.
“I’m catnip?”
I nod. “My big sis likes attention.”
He smiles down at me. He knows.
“And ifyouhaven’t been pursuing her like she thinks you should have been, I’m guessing she came up with this scheme to get you two together.”
He steps closer to me, close enough I can feel his breath on the top of my head. His hands slide up my hips beneath my sweatshirt. “JoJo,” he whispers in a husky voice. “We’re not a couple. I’m not a cheater. The fact that I took you back to my hotel and fucked you sideways—”
I look up and to the side, trying to remember if he did, in fact, fuck me sideways. And you know what? I think he did.
He continues, “—should tell you that me and your sister are not together. It’s fake.”
“Uh-huh.” I’m a little distracted now because his big, warm hands have made their way further up into my shirt. They’re now resting right below my braless boobs. “Well, I can’t pretend you and I didn’t hook up, so you’d better tell Gisele about last night, because if she finds out any other way, all hell will break loose. T-t-trust me.” Damn, his fingers have found my nipples. I step back far enough his hands are forced out of my shirt. “Even though we just had a little fun last night. I know it was casual, but I still can’t stand the thought of my sister hating me for one more thing.”
He looks at me, and I watch his eyes change from thoughtful to a tad angry. Stepping closer to me, he bends until we’re face to face. “I spotted you in the bar the moment I walked in. You’re the kind of woman that makes my cock hard, JoJo. Your red hair”—he touches my hair—“your pretty little nose and full, luscious lips”—he touches those too—“your sparkling brown eyes and this body.” He looks down at me. “It’s made for sin, JoJo.”
“Yeah, well….”
“And the sex?” He leans in closer until our lips are only a sliver apart.
“Yeah?”
“The sex was the b—”
“What the hell is going on in here?”
Oh shit! Gisele has some serious ninja skills. I didn’t hear her coming.
Chapter Five
William is a quick thinker.He stands up quickly and turns to my sister. “She had something in her eye. I was just trying to get a look.”
“Right.” My voice sounds suddenly tired. Some would call it sad.
Gisele has her hands on her hips again. “It looked like she was about to kiss you.”
See, now why did she assume I was going to kiss him? That’s bullshit. “Yuck. Like I’d want your sloppy seconds.” I snap right back. I peek up at William, and I swear he looks hurt. No matter, this mess is all on him. He should never have picked up a random at the bar last night. Not when he’s supposed to be pretending to be with my sister. This is a small town. People gossip.
Shit. That’s right. People gossip.
Just then, the doorbell rings. “I’ve got it,” yells my dad from the living room.
“Shit.”
“What?” he asks me.
“Clancy.”
“Who?” He bends down closer.
