Just Friends

Chapter 12

Ok, so things didn't exactly go the way our drunk asses expected.

After narrowing through the door of our little lake house, Sam and I threw ourselves at each other with a little too much vigor. We racked up a small injury list including minor forehead bumps, one sore tailbone from falling off the couch, and a carpet burned elbow. All of which resulted in Sam and I in a laughing heap on the floor and Ethan and Judd doubled over crying laughing at us.

"Ok so now I believe you when you say nothing has happened between the two of you," Judd said when he finally caught his breath.

"Yeah, for real. Not an ounce of smooth game there," Ethan added.

"Fuck you!" Sam attempted to act stern. "Like you could do any better in our current state."

"Is that a challenge? Because I'll fucking show you just how good I am." Ethan's cocky smirk resurfaced.

Sam smirked back and rolled her eyes at him, but I didn't miss her clinching her thighs. When she spoke, though, her voice was even and controlled. "You want to know what I think? I think you're so fucking cocky because you're overcompensating for having a small dick or being bad in bed."

Ethan's hazel eyes darkened and his jaw ticked. His hand came down to rub his thickening package.

"Well I think you want me to show you how wrong you are about both of those."

These two are hella turned on by each other's sass and cockiness.

What a perfect fucking match.

"Well I think I want to play some fucking mario cart, so get your asses over here and grab a controller because you're all going down." I sassed.

Judd jumped up and followed orders while he watched me with amused eyes.

Sam and Ethan reluctantly did the same while attempting to ignore each other's steamy sidelong glances.

Three Grand Prix's later, my victorious reign lived on and I gloated the fuck out of it the rest of the night until our other friends got home and the boys made their way back to their place.

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We all traveled back to campus the next day since it was Labor Day, chilled at the house, and cooked out.

I would've died for a taste of whatever Judd cooked up today, but alas, Jill's mediocre burgers were just fine.

Tuesday morning hit different after a long relaxing weekend at the lake with friends. I woke early and went for my morning run, but I missed Judd running next to me as I thought about our run yesterday morning before we had hit the road.

I got in a full shower and primping sesh, then slipped on a casual red off the shoulder dress with tiny white dots printed on it. The fabric clung lightly to my curves as I bent down to slide on a pair of cute platform sandals and ran out the door, my bag and a granola bar in hand.

Once in my normal seat of my first class, I started getting out my notes. I sensed someone sit down next to me and my heart rate picked up with excitement. It faltered for a second in disappointment when I looked up, however. Zeke sat in Judd's seat and was smiling down at me.

"What's got you glowing over here? Getting so much action you don't have time for me anymore?" Zeke chided.

My cheeks blushed because I literally haven't fucked anyone since Zeke like a month ago. "So much action," I teased back.

"Well find some time in your schedule and squeeze me in. I've been missing that," he pointed to my puss and hit me with a smirk, "I mean you. I've been missing... you."