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I roll my head back against the stall, biting my lip to keep from making any noise as I hear the flush. Ty stares at me, like he’s taking in every expression, as he navigates deeper into me. I know where he’s going. And that’s where I want him. So fucking badly.
I’m relieved the guy’s finally made it to the hand dryer by the time Ty reaches that spot because I can’t keep quiet anymore, and as I moan, Ty’s mouth crushes down on mine, stifling the sound.
A few moments later, we hear the door swinging open again, and we’re alone.
“Fuck,” I say in a breath as he massages my prostate.
Ty licks my lips before pulling away. “Close call.”
“Not close enough,” I tease.
“Then I’d better get to work.”
His mouth is on my throat in no time, licking and nibbling.
And I fucking surrender to him.
18
Ty
The guys andI are playing doubles at the indoor pickleball court of the rec center, swapping out for a person every match since there are five of us. When we finish and head to the bench for our stuff, I find myself searching around for Lance, wishing he’d swing by.
Of course, he has other things to do on the job than come see my needy ass.
I toss on my shirt. We all played shirtless, me—and I guess Dax too—out of solidarity with the guys after Ryan removed his to show off for the sorority girls on the court beside ours, and once he started the charge, no one was willing to be left behind.
Ryan takes a sip of his water before handing it to Keegan. While Ryan locks eyes with one of the girls, Keegan sips from the thermos before asking Dax, “So you got that date tonight with the prez of Alpha Theta Mu?”
I tense up.
It’s not something I’ve been able to get my mind off since the auction two weeks ago. They both had a lot going on, which I was more than pleased about, but now that it’s happening, it’s all I’ll be thinking of while I’m working my shift at Junkie’s.
Dax shrugs. “Yeah, should be fun.”
“You gonna use your magic on him?” Keegan asks.
“Magic?”
“Come on. I’ve heard the same things as everyone else. They say you can turn anyone.”
“Turn anyone, huh? Maybe I should tryyou?” Dax teases, making Keegan laugh.
“Ooh, that a threat?”
“Do you want it to be?” Dax winks, and the guys are in hysterics.
Everyone but me, since apparently I’ve lost my sense of humor when it comes to Lance.
“You keep in mind that you’re not gonna be an asshole to him,” I blurt.
No matter how many times I ran the words through my head, it was impossible for them not to come out more than a little defensively, which earns the attention of my fratmates.
“Um…what the hell?” Ryan asks. “You have all these secret meetings with him for the TaskFrat Committee and all of a sudden you’re his best friend?”
“You’re my best friend,” I say, sidestepping that.
Sure, Lance is my friend too, but what’s happening between us is different. I guess we’re friends with benefits, but it feels like more than that, especially now that I know him better than most.