Agony(Entangled Hearts Duet #1) - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,6
words hurt him. “I’m fine, Coop.” I give him a bright smile. “I was just giving Levi here a little lesson in dancing.”
“Oh, you think so?” Levi laughs. “I want a rematch.”
“You really think you can show me up?” I tease.
“Yo! Dustin, gimme something good,” he calls out.
Dustin thrusts his arm in the air giving him a thumbs-up, then bends his head to his phone. The music stops, and then an old school tune blares through the speaker on the back of what I assume is Dustin’s truck.
“Color Me Badd? Really?” I laugh as the beginning chords of “I Wanna Sex You Up” begins to play.
“You backing out? I get it. You’re worried you can’t hang. It’s fine.” He slides his arm around my waist. “I understand, Reese. I would be worried too if I were you.”
“Oh, that’s cute. You think you can out dance me.” I turn so that my back is to his front and look at him over my shoulder. “Watch and learn, Levi. Watch and learn.” Bending over at the waist, my hands touch the ground. My ass is now firmly pressed against his crotch, and I do a little shaking before standing up and turning to face him.
He’s smiling and shaking his head. “You don’t play fair.”
I shrug. “Show me what you got, footballer.”
“Tight end.”
“That’s yet to be determined,” I quip. I know he was talking about his position, but I can’t help but mess with him.
“Coop’s an idiot,” he mumbles.
“What’s that?” I ask, even though I heard him loud and clear as if he were shouting the words.
He shakes his head and does this slow sensual sway of his hips against mine that has a cheer breaking out among the group. I let myself get lost in the music and just groove with him. He’s got moves, especially for such a large guy. I guess all that time on the field really does help with coordination.
Levi and I hang out the rest of the night. A few members of the team join us, trying to show up our moves, but I must admit he and I killed it. “We make a good team.”
“You’ll do,” I tease.
“All the time busting my balls.”
“Well…,” I say, and we both laugh. What I thought was going to be a dreadful night, turned into a great time. I’m glad I let Cooper drag me out. Maybe, just maybe, college is going to be different.
Chapter 3
Cooper
It’s Saturday. Game day. And I’m stoked. It’s the first game of the season, and Coach has me on the roster as starting running back. I knew it was happening, but I’m suited up and ready to take the field. That makes it real. My parents, as well as Reese’s, are here. They’re all in the stands somewhere. Reese and her roommate, Tessa, are sitting with them. It’s nice to have them all here for the first game of my college career.
A loud laugh pulls me out of my thoughts. I look to my left to see Levi, all six foot six of him, staring at his phone with a smile on his face. “What’s so funny?”
“She’s a goofball,” he says, shaking his head.
“Who is?”
“Reese.”
“Reese? My Reese?” I ask. I’m shocked by his answer.
That stops his laughter as he turns to look at me. There’s a smirk on his face. “I thought she wasn’t yours?” His statement is a challenge.
“Of course, she’s mine,” I say, before adding, “She’s been my best friend since I was eight.”
“Just your best friend?” His stare is intense.
“Dude. We’ve talked about this. She’s my best friend. So why are you texting her?”
He shrugs. “We exchanged numbers last week at the bonfire.”
“She’s off-limits.”
“You just said she wasn’t yours.”
I inhale sharply. “She’s my best friend,” I repeat through gritted teeth.
“Okay?” He grins. “Is that what the cool kids are calling it these days?”
“Cut the shit.” I’m getting pissed, and that’s the last thing I need before taking the field. I need to focus.
He sobers up. “So, are you telling me that I can’t talk to her? That she and I can’t be friends?”
“She’s different,” I say, trying to remain calm on the outside while on the inside, I’m a raging bull. This isn’t the first time I’ve had to warn someone away from Reese. Hell, I’ve been doing it since we started high school. She deserves better than some player who’s not going to appreciate her.
“I can see it in your eyes, Reeves. You don’t know me, so stop judging me.”