Page 43 of Sweet Collide


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This is the shit I hate about going out.

The noise.

The chaos.

The drunk idiots I call friends.

“Sorry, man,” he yells louder than necessary.

Yep. He’s already had too much. Not the first time.

“I’ll get you something,” Cassidy says, pulling out of my grip and heading toward the bar.

“Jesus, man. You could’ve given us a heads-up.”

I don’t respond, instead opting to take the offered beer from Hudson.

“She’s hot as fuck. Got any friends?” Hudson says. Typical.

This time, I level him with a look, making it real clear with my eyes that I’m not opposed to murder.

“Hudson, I wouldn’t hook you up with one of her friends unless I wanted Cassidy to cut my dick off,” I reply, and Mason snorts.

Hudson has the audacity to act hurt. His bottom lip pouts out like a boy who lost his puppy. “What? I’m a nice guy.”

Mason and I exchange a look. Silently deciding who’s going to explain everything wrong with his comment. I lift my beer and nod for him to take the lead.

“For the first fuck and then you duck,” Mason explains.

Hudson is a great friend and an incredible hockey player. But he’s shit at relationships. He grins before taking a gulp of his own beer. He knows we’re right.

Cassidy returns with a towel. “Here, let me do that,” she says, laying on the whole “girlfriend” role rather thick.

The guys waggle their eyebrows and make obscene gestures while her back is turned.

Morons.

They may be mid-twenties, but they don’t act a day over thirteen. All they think about is hockey, food, and sex.

“Tell us about yourself, Cassie.”

“Cassidy,” I correct, pulling her back to my side.

She grins up at me. “Not much to tell. We met at Starbucks, exchanged numbers, and that’s the story. I’m currently taking some time off before grad school, so I figured I’d follow Slate around for a bit.” She winks at me.

I pull my bottom lip into my mouth. We hadn’t discussed the specifics of how we met. Her on-the-fly thinking is a turn-on. She didn’t miss a beat. Let’s just hope we both remember this story later.

“Not sure how I feel about having a girl around all the time. Girls talk. You could ruin my reputation.” Hudson groans.

“Poor boy, you worried if the ladies find out you fuck multiple a night, your dick will fall off?” Mason sticks his hand up for a high five, but I turn to Cassidy, trying to play it off like I didn’t see it.

“Shut it, man.” Hudson takes a long pull of his drink and sighs.

“Don’t worry, boys. My mouth is shut. All your secrets are safe with me.” Cassidy grins up at me before looking at each of my idiot friends.

Mason raises his hands in the air. “That applies to me too, right?”

She laughs. “I’m only here for the drinks. Speaking of which…” I hand her my beer, and she takes it. Got to hand it to her, she’s good at this. Didn’t even bat an eyelash about sharing a drink. I guess in the grand scheme of things, I did have my cock inside her. “Besides, no one needs to hear me gossip to find out shit. I’d say that exposé has your exploits pretty well covered.”

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