the paper from her fingers and read over the list of clothing items we needed for the fall. The total at the bottom was just under a thousand dollars, and with only two months to raise the money, it looked like there was no way I was going to be captain of anything, much less on the cheerleading squad.
"What are you gonna do?"
"I don't know. I would normally just give it to Brody and be done with it, but I can't. I gotta get out of there." I folded the paper up and picked up another fry. "He wanted sex this morning and fuck me if I didn't give it to him. I'm going to hell."
"Going? Shit. You're in hell." She grabbed the drink that sat between us and took a few long draws as she glanced around. "I would say you should get a job here because you have the looks to do it, but this place gives me the creeps. I mean, look at the freaking outfits. People are wearing next to nothing."
I glanced around and nodded. "This is true. I can see the top of everyone’s boobs. Why are we here again?"
We shared a laugh as the waitress appeared beside us.
"Anything else for you girls?" She gave us a fake smile and put her hand on her hip as if inconvenienced by our mere presence.
"Yeah, are you guys hiring?" Natasha asked.
"Um, no." She started to clean up our mess. "Ready for your bill?"
"Yeah, thanks." I turned back to Natasha as her eyes narrowed a little. "Hey. Let it go. It's not that big of a deal."
"It is a big deal, but whatever. You need to go get a job at DeAngelos. They have decent uniforms, and Mr. DeAngelo is a great guy."
"I'll think about it." I knew Jacob's dad owned the place. Everyone knew it. "What do you think about Micah Sanders?"
"That was a quick change of subject." She snorted and pulled out a twenty, throwing it down on the table.
"I know, but he mentioned you at the Omega party last night. Really just in passing during one of our conversations, but he's such a good guy."
"Yeah, that's part of the problem. Good guys are usually pussies. I'm not interested. I'm honestly trying to just keep my focus on basketball and my grades. He's incredibly cute, but not my type." She got off her seat as a group of girls moved into the both behind us, talking way the hell too loud.
"It was the party of the century, and Jacob was in rare form." One of the girls giggled.
"Did you get to sleep with him?"
"No, but I tried."
"Me too!"
"He's a fucking animal in the bedroom. He fucked me up against the glass wall to the back door about a week ago, and I could still see the ass smudge when we were there last night. I'm in love."
They laughed some more as my burger rose back up into my chest. How could he take so many random women to his bed? Was he that starved for affection, or were women just toys to be used and thrown out?
"Let's go." I walked toward the door as my phone buzzed in my purse.
"You need to get that?" Tasha lifted her hands toward the air and bounced around a little.
"Yeah. It's Brody." I lifted the phone to my ear as it stopped ringing. "Oh. Never mind." I smirked and walked to her car. The text that came through a few seconds later had him apologizing again and letting me know that he would be with his parents until Monday and the apartment was mine.
The only request... keep it clean and don't touch my shit.
And this was the man I originally hoped to marry. What a joke.
Chapter 10
Jacob
"Warm up laps. Go. Now." One of the coaches for FC Boston cupped his hands over his mouth and called out to all of us standing around making introductions. It was nice to already be known for some of my former accomplishments, but with that recognition came expectation too.
Nervousness danced around in my belly as I turned and started to run alongside the rest of the guys gathered there for our first summer practice.
"Hey. I'm Clint." A guy about my size and weight reached out his hand to me as we bounded along.
"Jacob." I shook it. "You from around here?"
"Yeah, I actually go here at Mount Ida." He gave