Easy, Schmeasy! (FAST BREAK #4) by Becca Seymour EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Becca Seymour
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BENTLEY
It burns.
Don’t throw up. Don’t throw up.
I swallow as I grab my beer. I gulp the contents until the taste of
whatever rancid shit Sammy put in the shot disappears.
“Best one yet, huh?” Grinning big, Sammy is the picture of a selfsatisfied drunkard.
He looks so damn happy with himself that it’s impossible not to shake
my head and smile back. That I don’t think my stomach will revolt has a lot
to do with the smirk.
“It tastes like a coyote took a shit in a dumpster and invited a bunch of
skunks along for the ride,” I challenge, loving the dramatic parting of his
lips and the incredulous gasp he shoots me a little too much.
Sammy is always the heart and soul of every party, but he makes the
meanest, most toxic shot combinations. It’s as funny as it is endearing,
especially since he legit thinks he’s the master of his creations.
“Screw you.” There’s zero heat in his tone. Instead, he thrusts a
different shot my way. “Try this one.”
I eye the off-green contents. The liquid looks vile.
It’s time to retreat.
But Sammy knows my moves. My tells.
Being best friends since the first day of training, when he persuaded me
and the other freshmen on the team to join him for a party that same night,
has made the past three years interesting and admittedly epic.
He’s why college has been the most incredible experience ever and why
our team is so close. Our starting five crew especially.
That’s all down to Sammy pulling us together and getting us involved.
He’s also why I’m already dreading next year being our final one at
Brixham U.
And with only a month until the end of the school year, I don’t want the
shot he’s encouraging me to drink.
The last thing I want is to miss a thing by passing out from the radiation
poisoning in a glass he’s hovering in front of me.
“Nuh-uh.”
With a gleam still in his eyes, he steps into my space and wraps an arm
around my shoulders. I hold back the shudder of awareness—something
that’s been building for the past year, truth be told. He follows up with a
smacking kiss on my temple and squeezes my shoulder, and fuck if I
wouldn’t mind being wrapped up in him all night.
It’s his “Come on, sweetheart” that catches my breath.
My gaze snaps to his. He’s so close, I can see the touch of gray in his
startling green irises even in the low lighting of the party. When our eyes
make contact, I first see his surprise. Yeah, the “sweetheart” is something
new for us.
The arm he puts around me and the regular touches aren’t so unusual.
Though they tend to be only for me.
It’s a wayward, dangerous thought and should be confusing, since I’ve
never given a guy a sideways glance. Not ever.
Until Sammy.
But he’s an asshole, and I’m sure his mission—whether he’s aware of it
or not—is to be as many of my firsts as possible.
Not that that’s what I think is happening here. But fuck if the way we’re
standing so close that our breaths are exchanging doesn’t make me wonder
if I’m wrong.
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