“No kidding?” Mack skeptically asked. “Fifty yards?”
“Hit a sixty too. Saw it with my own eyes,” I couldn’t help but say. Glancing at Charlie, she looked at me with appreciation.
“That’s great… and impressive. We need that on our team.” When he glanced at me, he added, “No offense to Smythe.”
“So cool.” Cami clapped. “So, do you have a boyfriend?”
Charlie shook her head. “No.” She walked back to the sofa and sat down.
“Me either. I’m recently single. We should hang out.”
Lucas and I shared a glance. Cami and Charlie could pass as sisters, and there were only a couple of years between them. Imagining the two of them together looking for guys made my insides twist. And I’d bet my salary that Lucas felt the same.
While the girls went into planning mode, the guys huddled next to me.
“She lives here in your house?” Mack asked a question he already knew the answer to, so I didn’t bother to respond. “I hate to state the obvious, but she’s gorgeous. Not to mention, you bringing other women home and them seeing her? Damn. You’re in trouble.”
Lucas nodded. “Yeah, sorry, man, but I have to agree with him. I don’t even think my fiancée would be mad at me for saying that your new roommate is a knockout.”
“How about we focus on the fact that my season is going to be spent mentoring her.”
“I’ll do it,” Mack offered.
“Like hell you will.”
Lucas laughed. Mack joined him, and I glowered at my so-called friends. At that moment, Charlie looked over and smiled.
“Yeah, you’re screwed,” Lucas said, telling me something I’d said to myself more than once in the past twenty-four hours.
All I could do was nod. Something I felt myself doing more and more since Charlie set foot in my house. “I know.”
Mack chuckled again, Lucas joined in, and I let out a sigh, knowing this was going to be the longest season of my life.
Chapter 8
Charlie
Our dinner conversation revolved mostly around the coaching changes. The guys told me about them, but it didn’t much matter to me because I didn’t know any different. I was just happy to talk about something other than myself.
After our stomachs were full, Collin, Lucas, and Mack took the rest of the pizza into the media room to watch a basketball game, and the ladies stayed in the family room, enjoying a nice bottle of wine. I didn’t drink often, if at all, but since we were at home, I figured a glass of wine wouldn’t hurt. It wasn’t as though I’d never had a drink before. But as far as the typical college student, there had been zero doubt in my mind that I’d consumed a minute percentage of what most other students had.
“So tell us everything,” Cami said, tucking her feet beneath her butt. “This is beyond exciting.”
“I’m not that exciting, really.”
Harley shook her head. “I disagree. And Collin must have flipped out when he saw you. I’m sure you surprised him.”
That had to be the understatement of the century. “I’m sure I surprised him in more ways than one. I also happen to be best friends with his sister, Sally.”
“Wait, so you know each other?” Harley asked, all too excited. “This keeps getting better and better.”
Knowing that Lucas and Collin were best friends, I could easily assume that Harley knew several details about Collin that I wasn’t privy to. Maybe one day I’d know his secrets, too, but for now I was flying blind.
“I wouldn’t go as far as saying ‘know,’ but yeah, I guess. It’s been several years since I’ve seen him. And believe me, he paid zero attention to me then. Now hehasto pay attention because the team assigned him to be my mentor.”
Sophie’s snort-laugh caught me by surprise. “I’m sorry. I’m just thinking about how he wasn’t too keen on being a mentor.” She raised her hand as though she were about to take an oath in court. “Collin is one of my closest guy friends, but he had to bust something when he saw you. You do realize that you’re beautiful, right?”
I crinkled my nose and wondered how much wine she’d had to drink. “Trust me, I’m not his type.”