Player's Guide To Catfishing (PLAYBOOK #1)

CHAPTER 22: The only exception

LIAM

Odessa is acting weird.

She's been silent since seeing my lock screen and as we part ways before our respective classes, she doesn't say anything when I kiss her cheek.

Granted, she didn't say anything when I kissed her hair earlier but at least she reacted. Her reaction was freezing then nonchalance but it was a reaction...sort of.

Man, I am really starting to regret this fake dating idea.

I don't know how to act, she is barely reacting and the silence is not going to cut it for me. I usually enjoy silences but ours are too heavy for my heart.

For one the kisses, yeah—those need to stop because surprise—surprise they feel fucking amazing! Odessa has sensual, full lips that always leave me begging for more.

When I kissed her after practice, it was very weird.

I thought it'd be a simple kiss but I actually got butterflies that got burned by her biting my lip. It lit a fire in me so huge, it made me want to pin her against the wall like a caveman and devour her.

Yes...devour.

Then there's the kiss where she grabbed me on her bed and laid one on me. This kiss was longer than our first one but still too freaking short.

I wanted more...need more.

Now this morning when she came down looking perfect in white and blue, my heart did this weird thing.

I had to do a double take because her beauty alone is enough to bring one man to his knees. Then she pointed out I'm practically forcing her to date me and I felt like an asshole.

But that's not the worst part...the worst part is I can't get LAID.

Sex with Odessa is obviously out of the question. She barely lets me touch her, there is no way we're ending in bed together but our relationship being public also means no more girls of the month.

And no girls of the month mean no sex for Liam.

"Oh god," I tap my pencil against my notebook.

I have a girlfriend for the first time since grade school, which I can't touch. How the hell did that happen?

I swore to never again enter a commitment after Mindy Sharrer tried to trap me with a fake pregnancy my sophomore year in high school. She was a senior and I liked her big boobs but no boobs were worth crazy.

I made myself a rule right then. Basketball was my lady, the real one would follow when the time was right, after the NBA but no—Vecker is the exception to the rule.

Again.

From the moment I saw her on my newsfeed, I knew she was going to affect my life somehow. When we become best friends, I thought that was it but—nope look at me now in a fake relationship.

Again, how the HELL did that happen?

I used to think my rules are the only things set in stone but it seems a 19 year old from Russia with blue eyes and a twin mark, is set on changing that. Which could only mean,

"I am so fucked."

My sentence gets the attention of everyone in my history class. I don't even know what the professor is talking about and he seems to not care about me too because he rolls his eyes and resumes his lecture.

"Didi your boyfriend is here!" Felix calls as he closes the door behind me.

I'm glad Jessica forced us to patch things up because we actually have a conversation as I wait. He commends me for taking his beating like a man and says he's okay with all of this as long as Odessa is.