She left her phone here.
And now I have my in.
Ithought she’d come back to our house the second she realized her phone was missing. But she didn’t.
This means I’ve thought about her for over forty-eight hours because I thought I could convince her to sleep with me one more time before the weekend was over. And then she never came back to get her phone. So now, I look like a loser standing on campus, trying to see if I can find her.
It also doesn’t help that girls come up to me every few minutes asking if I’m looking for them. Usually, Zeke Harris would takethat opportunity to have a campus quickie, butthisZeke Harris is on a mission.
And now he’s talking about himself in the third person like an asshole.
“Are you good?” I turn around to see Jaxon standing behind me. His arms crossed over his chest, and a funny-looking scowl on his face.
“I could ask you the same question,” I reply. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’m just wondering why one of my best friends has been standing here for almost three hours. You missed two classes.”
“How do you know I missed two?” I have one of them with Jaxon, so that’s self-explanatory, but I don’t know how he knows about the second one.
“Because I was in the library, and every five minutes, a new girl was circling out of their group to come out here and try and get your attention. Everyone’s confused about why you’re out here, and honestly, I’m a little worried about you. Are you stalking someone?”
“No.” I shake my head. “Well, not technically. I’m looking for Avalon.”
“Avalon Stewart?”
“Stewart,” I repeat. “I didn’t know her last name.”
“Why are you looking for Avalon Stewart?”
“I have her phone.”
“Why do you have her phone?”
“Because she left it at our place after—”
“You two hookedup.”
“Yes, and I was hoping she’d stop by and get it, but—”
“You’ve had her phone for like two days.”
“Which is why—”
“And she hasn’t come to get it.”
I roll my eyes; I would’ve gotten to that conclusion quicker if he hadn’t kept interrupting me.
“Yes.” I groan. “Which is why—”
“So, she chose to avoid you rather than getting her phone back?” I can see the smug fucking smile forming on his face.
“Don’t even go there.”
“I don’t know, Jere’s theory about you being bad in bed is getting more evident as we speak.”
“She doesn't do strings.”
“Well, not coming back for her phone is a little extreme. Maybe she’s worried you’ll try to get her back in your bed.”