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CHAPTER SIX

COOPER

I watched Myles walk off with JJ, my chest burning.

That should be me. Instead, I was stuck with a chick who only wanted my dick because I was on the football team.

She didn’t even know me. Pressing my lips together, I freed a soft growl.

If Myles really liked JJ, I had to rein myself in.

Or maybe I should just grab an Uber and go the fuck home.

“Come on, Cooper. Your friends are gone. I’m sure there’s an open bedroom somewhere in this house,” she whined.

My gaze caught on JJ, pushing Myles against the wall, both his arms on his chest. He came in and planted a lingering kiss on Myles’s mouth.

“Fuck.” Heat sparked behind my rib cage, and I clenched my jaw. I didn’t need to see any more tonight. They had to be fucking each other. “Come on.” I snatched Danica’s arm and shoved my way to the stairs. The bedrooms had to be on the second floor, right?

“Oh, I like a guy who takes charge.” She giggled and tramped after me.

As I stomped up the stairs, the image of JJ kissing Myles scorched a hole through my heart. There was only one way to remove it, but I wished I’d had another guy to do it with. I was craving the feel of hard muscle under me and not softness.

We strode down a long hallway lit by a small lamp on a table at the end. Every door was closed. I stopped at the closest one and tried the knob.

“Hey, this room is taken,” a man yelled from the other side.

“Fuck.” I paced to the next one, my chest squeezing. I should have had a stronger shot. Maybe whiskey?

“Hey, Cooper. It looks like we’re too late. Maybe we can go back to your place and hook up?” She stood in the middle of the hallway, her fingernails touching her lips.

I did not want her in my place. “My roommate’s a slob and an asshole.

” I twisted around, leaning my back against the wall and chewing my thumbnail.

What to do? Go home and sleep this off? “You know what?” I scoffed.

“I have to move tomorrow. I’m going to head home.

Give me your number and maybe I’ll call you later this week. ” There, then I’d get her off my back.

She strutted to me. “Okay. Maybe you could take me to dinner this week?” She slipped her phone from the back pocket of her skin-tight jeans.

“Yeah.” Whatever, I wouldn’t call her. After fishing my phone out, I got her number. “Let’s go back downstairs.” My insides grew numb from all the shots. Taking her hand, I led her down the stairs and toward the entryway. Shit, I had to piss. “Hold on a minute. I need to use the restroom.”

I strode down a back hallway and ducked into a room.

Myles stood there, eyes wide, drying his hands on a black towel at a copper sink. “Oh, Cooper, it’s you.”

With my stomach twisting, I lunged at him, grabbing his cheeks with my hands.

With my lips grazing his, I halted and dipped my head.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Dropping my hands to my sides, I fisted them.

“I’m a mess, Myles. I don’t know what to do.

” My secret was out, and I was an ass. I’d just tried to kiss my best friend’s boyfriend. Fuck. Me .

He grabbed my fist and held it between us. “Where’s Danica?”

I peeked at him, my vision blurring. Was I swaying or standing still? Shit, the shots were hitting hard. “Out um, out there.” I lifted a finger toward the door. “I have to pith and then I’m gon home.” My tongue wasn’t working. Did he even understand what I’d said?

“You’re really drunk, Cooper. Let me take you home.” He wound an arm around my shoulders, and I melted into his side. God, he felt good. I sniffed his hair.

“You want me to help you piss first?” He chuckled.

Snatching my zipper, I dropped it and then unfastened the button at the top.

“ I have to hold it, or I’ll get a fucking hard on.

” I worked my plumping dick free, pulled it out of my jeans and looked down.

My dick was hard as a rock and pointing at my face, even without him holding it.

“Oops, too late.” I snickered. I’d lost all sense of decency at this point. My gaze met Myles’s.

His brown eyes darkened, and his lips parted. “Oh, my, um…” He peeked at my cock and his cheeks reddened. “How about if I wait outside?” He slipped his arm from my shoulders.

I stumbled sideways toward a tub. “Fuck.” My dick was out, damn it. I looked like a fool.

Snatching my arm, he righted me. “Cooper…” He snorted. “You know, one time I was like this with Tyler? He had to help me piss. Except, I wasn’t hard.” He held the back of his hand to his mouth and giggled. “The fact that you’re this drunk and hard is very impressive.”

“Yeah?” I swayed my hips, my dick swinging, staggered and straightened. Might as well make fun of myself and go with it. Then maybe I’d go soft and end this nightmare.

He let out a fresh round of giggles. “Okay, just push it down and go.”

“Help me.” Lifting the toilet seat, I straddled the bowl and bent forward, resting my hand on the tank. I swayed again .

Grabbing my hips, he stepped behind me, his dick brushing against my ass.

Wait, was he hard too? I pushed my cock down and strained, but nothing came out. “Myles, I don’t know if I can do this with you watching me.” And your hard dick touching my ass. Holy hell, could this be any more awkward?

“Oh.” He pressed his forehead between my shoulders.

A shiver rolled up my spine, and my cock jerked in my hand. Not helpful. I breathed deeply. Football, think about football. My mind replayed the great run I’d had tonight, plowing through all the linebackers like they were nothing. Relaxing, I pissed.

After, I wiped myself off, threw the tissue in the toilet and flushed. As I tucked my still swollen cock into my underwear and jeans, I said, “Thank you, Myles.” I twisted around, focusing on him.

His gaze dipped to my mouth, the heat of his hands still on my hips scorching my skin. As his tongue flicked over his lower lip, his breath hitched. “We uh, better go.” His throat dipped with a hard swallow.

“Uh, yeah.” I wrinkled my brows. “Hey, I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to, um, to kiss you.” Oh, hell yes, I had.

“It’s okay. You’re drunk. You probably won’t even remember this tomorrow.” He swung around me and hooked his arm around my waist. “Come on, let me help you out of here. We can’t have you falling down and hurting yourself.”

Oh, I’d remember every second of this in the morning. All of it. I ambled out of the room with Myles holding me up.

“What’s going on?” JJ stood in the hallway, his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at us.

Danica stood next to JJ, mirroring his stance. “You better have a good explanation, Cooper.”

I dropped my jaw open. What was it to her? We weren’t fucking dating. But JJ…I snuck a peek at him. “Myles was helping me out.”

“Uh-huh.” JJ tongued the corner of his mouth. “With what? ”

Myles propped me against the wall and stepped to JJ. “Look, he’s pretty drunk. He almost fell over in there. I was just making sure he didn’t hurt himself. You don’t want him out with an injury at your next game because he fell into a bathtub, do you?”

“Oh, no.” Danica hurried to my side and brushed her fingers over my cheek. “Are you all right?” She looked me up and down.

“I’m fine. I’m going home.” When I attempted to look at her, she swayed. Okay, maybe there was something wrong with my eyes. “Alone.”

“Oh, okay.” She tensed her mouth. “Fine.” She stomped off into the main room.

“JJ, I’m calling an Uber and getting him back to his place. I’ll see you in the morning to help him move. Okay?” Myles squeezed JJ’s hand and kissed his cheek.

JJ’s gaze softened. “Yeah, okay.” He shifted his stance, his shoulders relaxing. “Let me help you both into an Uber.” He sighed a huff. “I guess I can’t blame you for being a good friend.”

Lifting his chin, Myles said, “Thank you for understanding.”

Myles grabbed one of my arms while JJ took the other and they guided me out of the party. The flashing lights churned my stomach as we went.

“I hope I don’t puke.” I hiccuped and covered my mouth with my hand. “Fuck.”

“Are you going to puke? If you are, do it in the bush here while we wait for the Uber.” JJ brought me to a bush next to the house with fucking spikes sticking out of the branches. He bent me over.

“Dude, you almost took out my eyeball on this plant.” I shifted away, my stomach tensing and saliva filling my mouth. Fuck, here it came. But this was good, because if I puked now, I might feel somewhat human in the morning.

JJ rubbed my back. “Let it go, man. ”

With a heave, I spilled my guts into the side of the bush, my stomach cramping.

“Myles, can you go back inside and get him some water?” JJ said.

“Yeah, sure.” Myles’s dark silhouette ran past us.

I let loose a second time and dropped to sitting cross-legged in the landscaping rock. “Oh my God, that’s better.”

“Yeah? Good.” JJ crouched next to me and handed me a water bottle. “Here, drink this and your Uber is coming down the street.”

“Thank you.” As I twisted the cap off the water, I glanced at JJ. He was a such a good guy. He deserved someone like Myles. They deserved each other. “I love you, man.”

“Yeah, yeah.” With a soft snort, JJ patted my back. “Just remember that if I ever get this wasted.” He helped me to stand.

“The Uber is here.” Myles’s eyes glinted in the streetlamp's light as he draped an arm around my waist. “See you tomorrow, JJ.”

“Yeah.” JJ stepped in front of Myles, glanced at me, and then cupped Myles’ cheeks and planted a hard kiss on his mouth. “I had fun with you tonight.”

An ache wound through my chest, and my eyes stung. Did they have to do this right in front of me?

“Yeah, me too.” Myles walked me to a dark sedan and helped me climb into the back seat. He slid in beside me.

I settled in, resting my head on his shoulder, and closed my eyes. I could maybe pretend we were together for a little while.