Love, Ally by Hannah Gray
ten
Cole
“Here, brother,” Knox says, handing me a beer. “You need it after the fucking bashing you took tonight.”
“Thanks.” I take it and grin. “This and about ten ibuprofens ought to do the trick. Thank fuck the guys finally cut the shit. Not sure how many more hits I could have taken on that field.”
I’m sore. My muscles ache, and my skin is bruised. But we won. And at the end, we were a team. I call that worth it.
“You boys looked good out there.” A redhead rubs my arm before doing the same to Knox’s. “Reeeally good,” she says slowly, biting her lip.
Shrugging her off of me, I take a step back. “Thanks.”
Knox takes that opportunity to leave.
Asshole.
She has me cornered. And while I can be a dick, I don’t want to hurt this chick’s feelings.
“Are you—”
“Not interested,” I grunt. “Sorry.”
Her lip pokes out, but she recovers quickly. “I’m just interested in one night …”
Now, I’m all for this chick wanting to get hers. This is college, and it’s time for fun. But there are not enough drinks in here to make me sleep with her. Or anybody for that matter. The guys would laugh if they knew that I’d only been with one chick, but honestly, I don’t give a fuck. I guarantee with that one girl—Ally—I’ve experienced more sex than they ever will.
I see Ally walking toward us, her eyes burning into the back of this red-haired chick’s head like fire pokers.
She looks vicious as hell for someone who claims she doesn’t want to be my problem anymore.
I’m not surprised when she struts right up. I just have no fucking clue what she’s going to say. That’s the thing with her—at times, she’s unpredictable.
Stopping in front of me, she turns her body toward the horny chick.
“Girl to girl, be careful.” She leans closer to the girl. “Word around campus is, he has untreated crabs.” Moving her eyes to me, she smirks. “Those can be nasty little critters to deal with.”
This girl just told someone I have an STD. What in the actual fuck?
The chick glances at me and then back to Ally.
She snarls at Ally, “Why didn’t you say that earlier then? I told you I was planning to be fucked against his headboard.” Turning toward me, she licks her lips. “Hard.”
“Among two others,” Ally deadpans. “And sorry, sweetheart, I would have told you, but I kinda thought you were kidding. I didn’t think you actually came to parties, hoping to jump on a dick.”
Red’s mouth hangs open at Ally’s harsh words.
“Well, how do you know what he has? Have you two been together?”
“No way, girlfriend.” Ally shakes her head nonchalantly. “But a girl in my science class was with him, and … well, long story short, she ended up at the free clinic not long after.”
Ally isn’t even taking a fucking science class right now. I would know. I had her entire schedule printed off.
Glancing between Ally and me, the redhead slowly backs away before stalking off.
Eyeing Ally closely, I smirk. “If I had crabs, that would sure suck for you, doll.” I move my entire body into hers, invading her space, and her eyes shut as I do. “Because then, I’m guessing, you wouldn’t want me to fuck you, right?”
Her body shudders at my words.
“You wouldn’t want my dick inside of you right now if that were the case. Would you, baby girl?”
“You want to play cockblocker, dickwad?” She steps up to me, fearless, as she always is. “Let’s. Fucking. Play.”
“You didn’t want ol’ Kent’s dick anyway, Allycat. We both know that. And I sure as fuck didn’t want the redhead with the fake tits.” Moving my mouth to her ear, I drop my voice lower. “You know I like mine real,” I say before stepping back.
Rolling her eyes, she huffs before marching off. No doubt irritated that she didn’t get under my skin.
Everybody loves a good game of cat and mouse. Ally has proven that she certainly does. But I’m not playing for much longer. She needs to be reminded who she belongs to. And that’s me.