Never Have You Ever (The Love Game Book 1) by Elizabeth Hayley

Author:Elizabeth Hayley [Hayley, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642632514
Publisher: Waterhouse Press
Published: 2020-11-09T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

D R E W

We’d all gotten sidetracked talking, and by the time we realized we were starving, it was almost eight. I felt bad I hadn’t thought to have more snacks on hand for my group, but whatever. Hindsight was twenty-twenty.

“We should go out,” Aniyah stated after poking around in the kitchen and coming up empty.

“There’s a sandwich place down the street that’s pretty good,” Toby offered.

“No, I mean out out,” Aniyah corrected. “We should go somewhere that has greasy food and dancing.”

Xander looked at her cautiously. “You want to go somewhere people congregate to dance?”

The look she gave him would’ve made the balls fall off a lesser man. “Are you implying I’m not a people person?”

Xander simply smirked. “Not implying it so much as indirectly stating it.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and popped a hip out. “I go out all the time.”

Nodding slowly, Xander said, “I totally believe that,” in a tone that showed he didn’t believe it at all.

The rest of us watched the two of them as if they were partaking in the world’s most violent tennis match. There was a weird tension that radiated between them. Something that was close to hate but narrowly missed the mark and jettisoned them toward something even more incendiary. Which for Xander was probably a bad thing.

Aniyah narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m more fun than you could even contemplate trying to handle.”

Xander rose slowly, never taking his eyes off her. “Then I guess it’s a good thing we’re going out so you can prove it.”

The stare-down continued until Toby spoke up. “Um, should we…I mean, are we dressed okay? Should we change?”

I gave him a quick once-over. He was at least wearing jeans, so that was a step in the right direction.

“You can borrow one of my shirts,” I told him. The idea of launching Operation Get Toby Laid was becoming increasingly appealing. Not to mention the fact that I couldn’t wait to watch Aniyah and Xander rage-grind all over a dance floor—not in a perverted way, but because I wanted to see how much angry friction they could create before they combusted.

“Oh, I don’t think… Are we the same size?” Toby asked.

We weren’t, but I’d fucking hand-knit him something to wear to make this happen.

“We’ll figure it out.”

And we did. Fifteen minutes later, I was dressed in a white button-down and a pair of dark jeans, and Toby was in a polo of mine that was so tight on me, it bordered on obscene. I usually reserved it for nights when I had an itch that needed to be scratched and wanted to be noticed quickly. It fit Toby well enough, and he seemed to like it even if he was a bit uncomfortable in peach.

“Are you sure it looks okay?” he asked for at least the sixth time.

I put my hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “It takes a certain kind of guy to pull off that color, and you, my man, are pulling it off.

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