I lifted my phone to my face. It was a call from Travis. As my heart fluttered, I answered the call. “Hello?”
“Hey, Colton. I have an hour of downtime, and I wanted to check in to see how your lunch with Sara was.”
My brows lifted. He was so concerned about it that he called. “It was fine. We had lunch and toward the end of it I told her how I felt.” I scoffed a laugh. “Turns out, she wasn’t that into me either.” The more I thought about it, the more my pride was hurt. What did Travis see in me?
“No…seriously?” He exhaled into the phone. “Well, that’s a relief. I guess you got some studying done this afternoon then?”
“Well, no.” I strolled from my bathroom into the main room. “I ended up following her around the shops. She wanted to be friends and asked me to continue tutoring her.”
“Oh.” He clicked his tongue. “I suppose you can’t say no to that.”
“No, why would I? She needs my help and she’s not a bad person.” Before I’d started this dating nonsense with her, we’d gotten along all right. I looked across the courtyard, the long shadows thrown across the grass from the setting sun. Evan could be in the parking lot already.
“Yeah, guess so,” he said. “Will you meet Evan at the Varsity Tavern, or head to his apartment?”
“He’s picking me up and taking me to the Varsity Tavern.” I peered through the trees toward the parking lot. “He should be here any minute.”
“What are you wearing?”
“What? Why?” I peered at my outfit. I’d dressed casually for tonight. I’d wanted to fit in.
“Just humor me.” He released a soft snicker.
I sighed heavily. “I put on a black shirt and grey shorts.”
“What sort of shirt? A polo and did you button it up all the way?” His voice grew raspy.
“No, more like a V-neck T-shirt.” I shifted my stance as mydick stirred. Why was this sort of hot? Did everything with him turn me on?
“Yeah? Tell me about the shorts. Are they on the tighter side? Do they hug your amazing ass?” His breath quickened.
As I adjusted my swelling cock, I said, “Yeah, maybe. I don’t know. I didn’t look.” I raked my teeth across my lower lip.
“Damn, Colton. It makes me a little jealous knowing other people will get to see you like that.”
“Like what? Clothed? You saw me naked.” And sticky. Huffing a laugh, I strode to the door.
My phone buzzed. It had to be a text from Evan. “Hey, Evan is here. I have to go.” I popped the door open.
In almost a whisper, he said, “Just one question. Are you hard? ‘Cause I am.”
My jaw fell. “No. Okay, maybe. Jesus, Tex, I have to go now.”
“I like it when you call me Tex. The only time you do is when you’re hot for me.” A gritty laugh escaped his throat.
Was that true? I hadn’t noticed. “Okay, I need to go. I’m hanging up now.”
“Say,have a great game,Tex.” He chuckled.
As I stepped onto the entry, I shut my door. “Have a great game, Tex.” As I collected myself, my phone buzzed again.
“Bye, Colton.” He ended the call.
I stared at my phone, the two texts from Evan appearing and announcing his arrival in the parking lot. This situation with Tex would be the death of me. As I hopped down the stairs, I combed my fingers through my bangs.
We arrived at the bar,located inside a quaint, older brick building on Mill Avenue. The place was on the second floor and had a covered patio overlooking the bustling street, while inside, it filled quickly with students wearing ASU colors. Ironically, on the opposite street corner was the gay bar, The Club on Mill. I’dnever been to a gay bar. But Travis went there, didn’t he? Heat flared inside my chest.
I followed Evan toward the bar, centering the place with a wooden bar top and a blue glow underneath. Big-screen TVs were everywhere. I hopped onto a barstool next to Evan and set my elbows on the bar. The ending of another game played on the screens. We still had about fifteen minutes before the ASU game started.