Page 224 of Ruthless Court
Maybe the latch didn’t catch. Maybe my head was still in Briar Hall.
Either way, she should not be here.
“You don’t climb into someone’s bed because a door opens.”
Her expression hardens.
“Someone? That’s what I am now?”
“You and I hooked up. We never agreed that you could walk into my room whenever you felt like it.”
“Don’t act like you hated waking up with me on top of you.”
“I thought you were someone else.”
The words leave before I can stop them.
Krista goes still.
Silence cuts across the room.
“Her.”
I don’t answer.
Her laugh comes sharp.
“You were dreaming about that girl.”
“Get dressed.”
“She looks like a librarian.”
“Krista.”
“She wore Uggs to a televised game.”
“I noticed.”
“You went to her dorm tonight. Didn’t you..?”
My head snaps toward her. “How do you know where I went?”
“People saw you carrying groceries into Briar.”
That fast.
Nothing stays private near athletics. Not for long.
Krista clutches my shirt against her chest.
“You traded me for her?”
“There was no trade.”
“I’m faster than you. I’m one of the best sprinters in the country. Half the men on this campus would crawl across broken glass for one night with me.”
“I know.”
