Line Mates & Study Dates (CU Hockey Book 4)

“I really love you,” I breathe.

“Yeah, Kole.” He clears his throat. “I really love you too.”

“Go out with me,” I say.

He steps back again. “What?”

“Date me.”

Kole narrows his eyes. “I’m serious, Asher. This whole kissing when we’re not studying and sharing a bed after sex … it … it blurs lines.”

Holy shit.

Holy. Shit.

“Is Mr. It’s Impossible to Fall For You Because You’re A Stupid Jock catching feelings?” I can’t stop the smile from taking over because the idea of that? My heart wants to damn explode.

“No,” he whines. It’s way too emphatic and high-pitched to be the truth though. He clears his throat, looks me in the eye, and tries again. “No.”

I sing. “I think you like me.” I add a little dance in there too. “You really like me.”

“I don’t like you so much right now,” he mutters.

“Why you’re ending this?”

His hazel eyes widen. “Wait, what? Is that what I said? All I said was you’re welcome to go get sex from someone else if you’re missing it because I’ve been too busy.”

I step forward. “Is that what I said? I believe my words were I miss you.”

“You can’t,” he blurts.

“I can’t miss you?” I move even closer, and he stumbles, his back hitting the side of the cubbies.

“It’s … against the rules.” His words hold no conviction, which I find interesting. “Total casual hookup violation.”

When it’s only him and me left, I stand and stalk toward him. He either pretends he doesn’t know I’m coming, or he’s really focused on throwing those towels in the laundry bins.

Damn his ass looks good in those jeans he’s wearing.

I wrap my arm around his middle and pull him against me. He stiffens for a brief second before melting into me.

“I’ve missed you,” I hedge. I lower my head and kiss his neck. “Missed touching you.”

I wrap my arm around his middle and pull him against me. He stiffens for a brief second before melting into me.

“I’ve missed you,” I hedge. I lower my head and kiss his neck. “Missed touching you.”

I wrap my arm around his middle and pull him against me. He stiffens for a brief second before melting into me.

“I’ve missed you,” I hedge. I lower my head and kiss his neck. “Missed touching you.”

“Sorry about that,” Kole says to me.

“You can go out with whoever you want.” As long as their name starts with A and ends in sher.

Ugh, shut up, brain.

“I’m so not going out with him.”

Good.

I can’t help the smile. “Oh?”

Apparently, it’s happening. Kole’s got a date.

And I’m totally cool with it. One hundred percent. Even if we had plans to fuck or whatever. It’s sex. Only sex. It never means anything.

“Fuck, thank you. Thank you so much.” Without thinking, I lean forward and press my lips to his.

Then I remember that, one, when my mouth is on Kole’s, I lose all sense of my surroundings, and two, I can never just give him a small, chaste peck.