That gorgeous shade of pink is back in his cheeks.
“Can’t say that I do,” he admits.
“I’m disappointed,” I tease. “Figured you would have done all your homework before signing on for this.”
“Yeah, well, Grey told me what I needed to know, so it really doesn’t matter what’s on your social media page.”
“Said no one after actuallyseeingmy page. Our PR team does some cool ass shit with my videos,” I tell him.
Connor cocks his head to the side.
“And how exactly was I supposed to glean your relationship preferences from snowboarding videos?” he asks.
“Well, first of all, they aren’trelationshippreferences, they’resexualpreferences…because I don’t dorelationships,but I love to fuck.And second, I get tagged in shit all the time from the people I hook up with. It would have been pretty clear that I’m into guys if you’d have seen Luca’s post from a while back.”
Connor mutters something that sounds like, “Good to know,” before raising his voice. “Now that you’ve settled that, can I call Renner back in here and trust that you’ll act civilized?”
“Me? His comments were the ones that weren’t civilized,” I argue. “Hell, maybe he should try sucking dick. It might improve his performance.”
Connor slaps a hand to his forehead. “Jesus Christ, Vox.”
Just to mess with Connor a little more, I add, “Which reminds me, I need to hit the apps soon for a pregame hookup. The ritual hasn’t failed me yet.”
“I know I’m going to regret asking, but what ritual would that be?”
My smile is so big it almost makes my cheeks cramp. “Getting laid before a race. You know, so I can literallycomeout ontop. I mean, I’m vers, so I do both, but the night before a race, it’s top-only for me. I manifest that victory in the most literal way possible.”
I laugh as Connor pinches the bridge of his nose and walks toward the door.
“Renner! Get in here. Play nicely with Vox. I need a second.” Looking over his shoulder at me, he says, “Get him set up, will you?”
Connor walks out the door, and Renner looks sheepish as he comes back in.
“Hey man, I’m really sorry. I swear I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“It’s cool. Sorry I lost my shit. Not used to people shaming me to my face, I guess.”
“Wait,you’regay?” he asks in a tone of surprise. And honestly? I don’t know why it’s surprising. Chicks are hot and can be a lot of fun, but so can dudes. And guys tend to be cooler with the whole no-strings-attached thing I’m after.
“I’m bi,” I clarify.
“Oh, okay. Cool…so like, I’ve got questions.”
People usually do,I think to myself.
“Shoot,” I tell him as I help him onto the board. The whole time I’m answering his very normal questions, I can’t help but wonder what the hell Connor’s doing.
Chapter 8
Connor
Well…fuck.
Not just any fuck, butfuuuuuuuuck.
How did I not know Vox was bisexual? How has that not made any of the coverage of his interviews? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m glad the media’s focus is on his boarding skills since that’s where it should be, but how the fuck has he managed to keepthatjuicy morsel on the DL?
This isn’t good.
