Free Draw Play: A Sports Romance by Tia Lewis Page B

Marcie could approach and get an answer. “He’s been weird ever since he found out about all the time I spend with Jake.”
    “He knows you’re only tutoring him, right?”
    “Yeah, I know he knows. It’s not like I would ever date a football player, either. You should have seen the look on his face one night when he walked past the library and saw Jake walking me to my dorm. He wasn’t happy at all.”
    “He needs to lock you down, girl, or he has no right to look unhappy when he sees you talking to another man.”
    “I know.” I pretended to watch the players, but my mind was on that night. I hadn’t spoken to him since then, except for the occasional “what’s up” online. I worked around Jake’s schedule for the most part, and that meant missing dinner with my friends. I realized it was the only time I ever saw Adam on a regular basis when we went to eat.
    “So, how is Adam?” I asked Marcie.
    “Oh, the usual. Exhausted, stressed out. He could use a little relaxation.” She winked.
    I smacked her leg. “I can’t get him to talk to me so, how am I going to get him to do anything else?”
    “From what I’ve heard, it’s not difficult to get a man’s attention when you try hard enough.” She nudged my shoulder.
    “I wouldn’t know much about it.” I couldn’t help sighing when I thought about my limited experience.
    “Now that Jess got you looking all hot, it wouldn’t be tough to seduce him.” Marcie giggled when she saw how I blushed. “How do you feel about your new look?”
    “Honestly? I like it.” I shrugged.
    “Come on. Be honest. How do you really feel?”
    I grinned. “It’s pretty awesome. But it is a lot of work. That was the whole reason I didn’t get all dressed up and made up all the time.”
    “You like how you look and feel, though, right?”
    “Yeah.” I shrugged. “Change is good.”
    “So it’s worthwhile. You’ll get faster at it as you go along. Before you know it, it’ll be second nature.” She looked me up and down. “You look sexy.”
    “Stop, Marcie!” I blushed.
    I refused to believe it. Cute, maybe. Sexy? I shook my head.
    She smirked. “Have you not noticed the way every man in here is staring at you?”
    “Because that’s such an honor. I’m pretty sure they would stare at anything that had tits and ass. They’re not used to having girls in here. Besides,” I told my petite, red-haired friend, “they’re staring at both of us.”
    “If you say so.” She grinned. “But I disagree.”
    Thomas finished his turn, or whatever it was. “So you’re not going to tell any stories, huh? Is it some kind of code of ethics you have?”
    I bristled, my blood pressure rising again. “Fuck off, Thomas.”
    “Excuse me?” He put his hands on his hips.
    “You heard me. You know I don’t want to talk about it, but you won’t stop bringing it up. It’s this massive hang up you have against jocks. Listen, I don’t like them anymore than you do. But I’m not obsessed with them, either. Get over it!”
    “They made my life a living hell,” he said, his voice flat. He pushed his black glasses up the bridge of his nose.
    “Yeah? Well, me, too, Thomas. But this one, in particular, didn’t. He’s not such a bad person.” I stood, gathering my things.
    “Hang on. I’ll come with you. We’ll stop at the diner.” Marcie shot Thomas a dirty look, and we left together.
    “I can’t stand him sometimes,” I grumbled as we climbed into Marcie’s car.
    “Don’t let him get to you,” she said. “Yeah, he’s annoying, but it’s not worth being upset over. You know how he is.”
    The worst part was, I didn’t know why I was so upset. It wasn’t only Thomas being a jerk. He was that way when I met him. I just didn’t like him making assumptions about Jake.
    It wasn’t until we sat down at the diner that Marcie asked the question I was expecting from her. “What is it with you and this Jake guy? Do you like him?”
    “I don’t know,” I