Page 109 of His Hungry Wolf

I froze. That wasn’t the first time I had heard that. The previous time was with the last guy I fell for.

“I guess not. Is that bad?”

“Actually, it’s kind of refreshing.”

“Oh. Okay,” I said falling for him more.

“You have a nice smile.”

“I didn’t realize I was smiling,” I told him.

“You are,” he said looking at me with a smile of his own.

“You too. It’s very nice,” I said feeling my heart thump and not knowing what to do about it.

Cage led me up the stairs, onto the porch, and then into the frat house. It was hard to take my eyes off of him, but when I did I was surprised by what I saw. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this. The large living room was sparsely furnished but full of people. Everyone had red cups in their hand and they spoke to each other like they were friends.

“It’s still pretty early,” Cage explained.

“What do you mean?” I said raising my voice over the country-pop music.

“There’ll be more people later.”

“More than this?” I asked looking around at what felt like a horde.

Cage chuckled. “Yeah.”

“Damn. Okay.”

“Cage!” A thick guy said throwing his arms around Cage spilling some of his drink onto Cage’s shirt. “Oh, did I get you?”

“That’s okay,” Cage said casually. “Dan, this is Quin.”

Dan turned to me and stared. “Quin!” he finally said removing the awkwardness. “Is he trying to recruit you?”

“What?” I asked confused.

“Is he trying to get you on the football team?”

I stared at him unsure what was happening. Was he being serious? I wasn’t exactly built like a guy who ran full speed into 200-pound men.

“Football team?”

Dan turned to Cage confused.

“We play on the football team,” Cage explained.

“You do?”

Dan threw his arms around Cage again. “Cage doesn’t just play for the football team. He is the team.”

I looked at Cage for an explanation.

He smiled with humility. “I’m the quarterback.”

“This man isn’t just the quarterback,” Dan said mockingly. “He’s the guy who is gonna lead us to a national championship, and then he’s going pro.”

“Ohhhh! Now I get it. The selfie. You thought I was asking for a selfie because you’re a famous football player.”