Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“Yeah, I guess.” I push the bar above my body once more feeling the burn. “Think you can keep up? You looked like some washed-up has-been on the ice earlier.”
Jamie rolls his eyes at me, and then helps me set the bar on the rack. “I just need to focus.”
“It’s all the drinking you’ve been doing with Tuck and Trent over at Delta Sig. They can get away with having a few beers, but you’re not like them. Stay away from that shit during the week. If you guys spent as much time practicing as you do chasing around sorority chicks, you’d be giving me a run for my money at MVP this year.”
He leans forward balancing himself on his elbows. “I’ll be fine by the game on Friday. Stop worrying. You sound like my dad.”
I shrug. “I’m the captain of the team for a reason. Someone has to keep your ass in line.”
He holds out his hand to silence me. “Whatever. Don’t start with me. I’m not in the mood. I had two hours of sleep last night before I had to get up for practice.”
After I wipe my face with my towel, I sling it around my neck. “I’m only looking out for your career. We can’t make pro together if you’re too busy drinking and running around campus trying to get your dick wet.”
“Says that guy who has a crush on Coach Bryant’s daughter.”
I shake my head. “That’s never gonna happen.”
“She looked pretty into you last night. You could be tapping Bex right now. That eye-fucking I saw in Gio’s went both ways.”
Jamie follows me to a leg press machine. He stands beside me with his hands on his hips. “We should go watch Bex play sometime, maybe scout some of her teammates.” He winks at me. “We can always use new recruits.”
I fold my arms across my chest and smirk. “I was kind of hoping you would help me with Bex. I need you and the guys to make nice with some of her teammates, or better yet, her roommate. She said something to Coach about him having rules. I want to know what she means by that. It seemed like she was referring to his players and that being around us was somehow breaking those rules.”
“Why don’t you stalk her online like a normal person?”
I laugh at his ridiculous comment. “I looked last night. I couldn’t find her anywhere. I checked Snapchat, Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. It’s like she doesn’t exist.”
“Maybe she’s an android,” Jamie jokes.
“You’re such a nerd.”
He shrugs, unaffected, a silly expression on his face.
I never knew much about Coach’s daughter other than he had one. He kept her under his thumb, never letting any of us near her. Until last night.
Jamie shoves his hands into his shorts pockets. “I can take one for the team. I’m sure Tuck, Trent, and Drake will, too. What do you want to know about her?”
I consider his question. “Find out if she has a boyfriend. Where she hangs out. Who she’s friends with, other than her roommate. Whatever you can get out of her teammates.”
“I don’t think she has a boyfriend. I’ve seen her on campus before but never with any guys. She always hangs out with the same girl.”
“Coach probably doesn’t let her date.”
“Nah, Bex didn’t act like she’d just seen her first naked man. She seemed uncomfortable walking through the locker room, but she wasn’t terrified of all the dicks hanging out. And you heard her. Nothing she hadn’t seen before.”
“I think that comment was meant for me.”
He laughs. “Maybe. She doesn’t seem to like you very much. What did you do to get under skin already?”
“Nothing. She’s been like that with me from the second she crashed into me in the locker room.”
“Yeah. But she’s meeting your mom. She loosened up a lot after you offered to take her with you on Saturday. You forgot to mention the games last all day.” He chuckles. “Wait until she finds out she’s spending the entire day with your mom… and my dad.”
“You should come, too.” I lean over to grab a paper cup from the holder on the wall next to the water cooler and pour some for myself. “It’s going to be a long day. Bex will need someone to talk to when I’m busy helping out with the kids.”
I down the cup and fill it again before Jamie is at my side helping himself.
“Depends on how drunk I get on Friday night after the game.”
I frown at his comment. “Dude, we just talked about this. For a smart guy, sometimes you’re so dense. Stay in and play video games with me instead. Your dad’s new game is pretty sick.”
“Oh, I know. Right? I was playing Mage Wars last night, drunk off my ass. The graphics were insane and even better with a good buzz going.”