“Is it too soon to offer a key? I think I need roommates.” She snuggles back into the bed and pulls the covers up over her shoulder.
I run my hand over her hair. “I like the idea, sweetheart, but not the title. We’ll see you later.”
“Okay.” She sighs softly.
I rise from the side of the bed, and Oswald takes my place, dropping a kiss on her temple. “Dream about me,” he tells her, then backs away slowly. I don’t really want to leave either.
“I’m going to be late,” Oz mutters when we bound down the stairs.
“Your stuff is still in the truck from yesterday. I can take you straight to the gym.”
“That’s fine. The whole place smells like ass most of the time, so it’s not like anyone would notice I didn’t shower.”
“Speaking of, your face was buried pretty deep in Waylynn last night.”
“Fuck, don’t remind me.” He reaches into the backseat to pull his gym bag into his lap. “I’m lucky I didn’t pin her to the couch and dry hump her while I was sleeping.”
I snort. “You were holding her legs so tightly, her feet fell asleep.”
“Jesus.” He chuckles. “I’m not even sorry.”
We pull up in front of the field house as close to the door as I can get. “Text me when you’re done this afternoon and I’ll pick you up.”
“I’ll try to get out of practice early if I can,” he says while climbing out. I nod and wait for him to get inside before I pull away from the curb. It would be nice to go back to Waylynn’s. If I had the key she teased at, I would, only I wouldn’t be going to the spare room, I would be sneaking back into hers.
Oswald
My legs are killingme when I step out of the shower. I fucking hate elevator squats. “Hey, Gravlin, where have you been?”
“Right here, Miggs. Don’t tell me you miss me.” I curl my lips into a smile, even though I’d rather he not even speak to me.
“Didn’t see you on the field this week,” he ribs.
I grind my back teeth. Shit talking is a sport in itself, but that one hits a little hard since I haven’t had any real play time during a game. I shrug like it’s no big thing. “I’ll see if they can serve you popcorn on the bench when you’re watching the show.”
Several guys makeohsounds at the burn.
“I’ll believe it when I see it.” He snorts and walks away. His comeback is lame, so I let it go, knowing I have every intention to show him as soon as I get the chance.
“You going to be staying at your brother’s place all the time, man?” KJ asks from my side as I’m pulling up my socks.
“Why?” I don’t have a lot of patience today. I don’t even want to go to my classes.
“It would just be nice to know so I could make plans and shit.”
“I need to keep my stuff there, but I probably won’t sleep there often. No bumping uglies on my bed though,” I warn as I rise to my feet.
“So it’s your closet?” He snorts with disappointment.
“Don’t be too upset, KJ, you’ll still see me.” My words are teasing, but my tone really isn’t. He’s pissy because I need to keep some of my shit inmyroom when he should be happy he has it to himself most of the time.
“Maybe you could text me or some shit when you want to come by.”
“Are you fucking joking?” Now I’m getting pissed.
“It was just an idea, calm down.” He looks around to see who else noticed my response.
“If I were a petty motherfucker, I’d come through in the middle of the night, but you just aren’t that important to me. I’ll be in my room when and for how long I fucking feel like it.”
