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“Please, please, please? It’s only three weeks. Most of the time you aren’t home anyway with all the team stuff. So, it will just be like a bare minimum of playing along.”
“All we have to do is play house?”
“Yes.” She nods eagerly.
Kaley Valentine is beautiful. If she wasn’t my sister’s best friend, and my roommate, I would likely have tried to hook up with her at one point or many for that matter. Kaley has long wavy light blonde hair, gray-blue eyes, perfect pink lips and a small cleft in her chin. She’s gorgeous, but we’re friends and we friend zoned each other by proxy of my sister right away. Not only is she a roommate, she’s a good friend too, someone that lets me know when I’m being an idiot, and she even makes sure that I keep my head on straight.
“Oh, you’re so going to owe me.” I shake my head. “When are they coming?”
“This weekend.”
“Great. I have a bye week next week. I have a game this Friday night. But then my next game isn’t until the following Saturday after my bye.” I groan, leaning my head back, hitting the wall. “I have light practice and so far zero press meetings. They just had to pick that week.”
“I’m sorry. But after that, you’ll be back on schedule, so maybe it’s not that bad.”
I point at her. “You so will owe me. First things first, I’ll move into your room, but we’re switching beds. My bed is comfortable and much bigger. You’re going to help me move my clothes in there too. And you’re going to cook me my favorite things.” I tap my fingers and think of more ways to tease her.
“That it?” she asks hopeful, while biting her lower lip.
“I’m pretty sure that I’ll think of more things, but for now, yes.” I wink at her.
Kaley
I feel like I’m moving.
Dean has a lot of clothes, more clothes than I thought he did, and what’s weird is that I don’t think I’ve seen half of these clothes. He primarily wears gray sweatpants around the apartment. I notice this because–hello, gray sweatpants.
When a guy wears this, eyes zero in on certain places. And I’m a red-blooded woman, who really should, but can’t ignore that the guy who is my best bud and roommate, is hot.
When does he wear all of these clothes, some even look expensive?
I cleared out half of my dresser and a section of my closet to make space for his stuff, to make it look like we share the space. But he still has a lot of clothes that won't fit, which we just leave in the other room and hope my little sister doesn’t make a big deal about it.
“I think that’s the last of it.” Dean states as he drops a few of his books on my dresser.
“We didn’t need to get all this done tonight. We have two more days until my parents get here.”
“Yeah, but I’ve got practice and meetings until the game on Friday night. This was the only time that I would be able to help you do all this before your family got here. Rather than make you do it all on your own. But now that I think about it, it would have been hilarious to put a camera in here and watch you move the beds.” He laughs as he tosses himself onto the bed, putting his hands behind his head.
“We’re going to need to lay down some ground rules.” I start with a roll of my eyes.
“Like what?” he turns his head to me.
“Don’t over act. My parents can sniff out a bull-shitter. That’s the only rule that I can think of.”
“Then they will see right through this, you’re not a good actress. I always know when you’re lying,” he retorts.
“We need to look like a couple, so this means we have to touch one another.”
“And kiss too?” he wiggles his eyebrows with a smile.
“And kiss.” I roll my eyes even though I feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach at the thought.
“So, we should practice. Everyone has a special kissing style. We don’t want to bump teeth when we make out. Or slobber too much. We need just the right amount of slobber.”
“Dean, be serious here. We will not make out in front of my parents.”
“Okay, okay. So if they find out about us not being a real couple, what will happen?” he switches his mode from playful to serious.
