"Who?" Trey asks. He takes his hat off and shakes his curly brown hair. Braden puts his beer down next to my arm on the table. Robbie, Braden, Trey, and I are at the bar. We are going over everything that happened at the game today. We may have won but we weren't a team. Especially Braden and Michael. The two of them were at each other's throats. Coach knew we didn't win as a team and I just can't wait to get reamed for their fuckups

"Lacey White, Asher's girls friend," Braden states. He motions his beer in my direction and I sit up. Girl? 

"Woah slow the fuck down, Williams," I state narrowing my eyes at him. He rolls his eyes at me as he grabs the beer again. I just met the girl and now everyone is tweaking the hell out for no reason. She is just a girl.

"The blonde?" Trey asks flicking his eyes at me. Trey and I may have done some Instagram stalking of Carter. And we may have run into a picture of five girls. They all are relatively attractive but something about Carter pulls me in. Carter stands in the middle of the group. Her brown hair curled and light eyes standing out in the sunlight. To her left stands a tall dark skinned girl with curls and nice facial structure. Very cute girl. To her right, the only blonde of the group, Lacey White. She has a nice curvy body and is almost as tall as the curly haired girl. Beside Lacey is the well be known Raelynn Forbis. She is short and fit and has long brown hair like Carter. The two of them could be twins. On the other side is a girl with nice eyes, lighter brown hair and a soft smile.

"You've got me fucked up if you think you should be tripping over any girl," Robbie states leaning his elbow against the table. I nod my head in agreement taking a drink from my beer. Trey barks out a laugh that earns him a punch from Braden.

He's just pissed because we are busting his balls about this Lacey situation. We have been doing it all night. From the pregame to the bar. The music is loud and it's making our conversation have to elevate a level higher. I glance around at the jersey chasers lining up around us. One girl sends me a flirty smile to which I return.

"Whatever it is, cut it the fuck out. Coach is going to kick our ass for it," I state in all seriousness. I look directly at Braden. He pulled this same thing with Lenna and he got benched because it affected his game. I don't know why he hasn't learned from the first time. Our team can't risk it though.

"Dude, chill. It's not that big of a deal," Braden states bringing his beer to his lips. I give him a blank stare and try not to punch him in the throat. I will always have my roommates back but God, are they stupid sometimes.

"Lenna? Does Lenna not ring a bell? Or should we bring over Kyle?" Robbie says backing me up. His eyes are scanning over the bar as Braden's demeanor shifts asks his eyes scanning over the bar. No doubt because of Lenna. It also didn't help Lenna and Kyle all over each other after the game. Or the fact that she was second row at the game.

I wouldn't have noticed had it been for Carter and her perky self standing next Lenna. I didn't even know they were friends. Hell, I didn't know who Carter Miller was until three weeks ago.

"Nah she does. Who gives a fuck though? Lacey isn't like Lenna," Braden snaps in Robbie's direction. Robbie puts his hands up in fake defense sliding onto the barstool.

"Robbie is right. If Lenna taught you nothing you might be mentally fucked up," Trey states setting his empty beer onto the table behind me. Braden sets his own onto the table with a slam.

"Lenna taught me that I should never care about anyone again. I know what I'm fucking doing," Braden says annoyance clear in his voice. I catch Robbie's eye roll as he sips his beer. Trey stops him holding a hand in front of him.

"Okay but fighting your own teammate over a girl who isn't your girl, is not what you should be doing," Trey says. "If bitches ain't shit then find another bitch."

Braden side steps him with a nod of his head, "Fine, I'll find another bitch."

With that he walks away from us disappearing into the crowd at McKennly's. Braden is fucking infuriating. As is Michael Burke but we don't really give a fuck about him.

"Did I mention how much Braden pisses me off?" Robbie asks sitting down next to me. I sigh turning around to Trey and Robbie. We are at our typical spot in McKennly's. At the table closest to the door so we know who comes in and who comes out we are also close to the bar and beside garage doors that open up. The makeshift dance floor is to our right.

"He's just a dipshit," I state drinking from my beer. I can feel the frustration of everyone on the team and usually we would all be crowding around this corner but tonight we have split up. Although the two tables behind us is the rest of our team, we've relatively kept to ourselves. Our game was off and I can feel my own frustration coming back. Michael wouldn't pass to Braden and vice versa. Robbie was getting angrier and angrier with games and so was I. To be honest the only thing getting me through the game was seeing Carter. It's crazy that I didn't even notice her in the stands the last home game and now she was the only thing I saw.

"It's fucking ridiculous," Trey snaps flipping a bottle cap on the table. I raise my drink to that before bringing it to my lips. I glance at the door just in time to see the brunette I have been thinking about all day. Her hair is curled instead of straight, she's in a pair of black jeans paired with a tiny black top.

Her friend that stood next to her with big curly hair and a sharp jawline has her hands on her shoulders as she veers her off close to our table. The security guard glances at them with a raised brow that makes me sit up straighter. He's a senior I've seen around the campus, not a lot, but definitely seen him before. Carter lands a hand on his shoulder and shoots him a flirty smile. He might as well be a heart eye emoji right now looking at her. She looks back in my direction and she freezes.

My face breaks into a smirk of my own and I tip my beer bottle at her. The tall curly haired girl snaps her fingers in front of her face turning around. She glances behind her and her mouth forms an 'O'.

"Yo Asher," Trey says shoving my shoulder. I snap my head away from the girls and to my right. He studies my face with a curious look on his face, "The fuck were you looking at."

"Nothin'," I state looking away from the group. Trey looks at me unconvinced as I take a sip from my beer flicking my eyes over to Carter. Although now she is coming in my direction. I swallow the beer and try to look unbothered to my teammates. Robbie is preoccupied scouting the bar and Trey's attention has been grasped by a leggy brunette. Carter offers me a bright smile as she rounds the high top table we sit at.

"Hi," she states placing her ring clad fingers onto the table. She stands next to the table leaning an elbow on top of it. I allow my eyes to drag over her body now that she's close to me, her smell of coconuts surrounds me. Her dimples are deep on her face as well as the red tint on her cheeks from me shamelessly checking her out.

"Speaking to me now?" I ask her. Reminding her of how she blew me off yesterday. She brings her lip in between her teeth looking anywhere but me.

"I'm sorry about yesterday," she says shocking me. The last thing I was expecting to come out of her pink lips was an apology. She gauges my reaction, her dark eyes looking over my face hesitantly. "I didn't mean to be, dramatic."

My facial expression softens at her words and I offer her a smirk, "Don't sweat it. But you owe me one."

She rolls her eyes at me glancing at my two friends who seem to now have taken interest in Carter. She flicks her eyes back to me with a smirk, "Maybe."

"Maybe?" I ask her with a raised eyebrow. She nudges my leg with her hip a smile playing on her lips. Turning around to face Trey who must have either moved on from the leggy brunette or she left. I watch as she extends a hand to him.

"Carter Miller," she says showing off her charming smile. A twinge is sent through my chest as Trey sends her a flirty smile of his own to her. I narrow my eyes at him in warning as he closes his hand around her small one.

"Trey Schuman."

She nods at the answer pulling her hand away. Robbie smirks at me extending a hand over the table, "Robbie Dwight."

She shakes his own hand making sure to avoid the empty beer bottles scattered on the table. She retracts her hand from Robbie's glancing behind her.

"Asher doesn't really like introducing us to his-friends," Trey states smirking at me. I give him a warning glare but it's cut short when Carter gives me a sly smirk. She shifts causing her bare leg to brush against my jean clad knee. Her round butt is being shown off in her small skirt. I shift myself in my chair and try my best not to be a total creep. I notice three other girls coming up behind her laughing. She glances behind her and her smile grows.

"Trey, Robbie, and Asher these are my friends, Tori," she points to the tallest with big curly hair. "Rae and Julie." Besides Rae Forbis, a brown haired girl stands next to her with bright green eyes that are seen even in the dim light.

"Nice to meet you all," Trey smiles. I nod my head at the girls and offer them a smile. Robbie is practically gawking at Rae. I resist the urge to laugh. Trey slides off of his chair, "Round of shots?"

"Oh count me in," The tall curly haired girl, Tori says stepping forward. Trey tilts his head at her with a smile. I roll my eyes at the two of them looking back down at Carter. She smiles at me as Tori glances in our direction.

"Is Q working tonight?" Tori asks as Rae moves out of the way for Trey. She drags the Julie girl along with her as Carter glances away from me.

"Yeah. Him and Jimmy," Carter says nodding her head in the direction of the bar. Tori shoots her a thumbs up while Trey lead her into the crowd. Carter flips her hair over her shoulder glancing at me. I cock an eyebrow at her.

"Jimmy?"

"Friend from class," she says shrugging her shoulders.

"You got hoes huh?" I tease her lightly poking her side. She jumps at the touch to her bare side shooting me a glare. A smile breaks out onto my face just looking at her pouty expression. Her lip twitches trying to hold back her smile.

"I got hoes? You're one to talk," she challenges right back. I roll my eyes at her as Robbie barks out a laugh. I shoot him a glare but eye him as Rae sits next to him closely on a barstool. I talk to mad girls without another thought in the world. But there's no fucking way that she doesn't have hella guys hitting her line.

"Nah, I don't have any," I say making a face that says I'm offended. Even though I'm not in the slightest. It's her turn to roll her eyes at me as she shuffles her self onto Trey's empty barstool. She crosses her legs giving me a nice view of her tanned legs. In the dim light I can see a deep scar going across her thigh.

"That actually has to be a joke," she states mater of factly. I bring my eyes away from checking out her legs to look at her face. She seems so unbothered by the talk of me hitting up girls. It's something that usually makes girls freak the fuck out. Not Carter though, she is as calm as ever.

"So the guys that keep looking over here are looking at me. I'm flattered and all but I don't swing that way," I state. My eyes look over the crowd focusing on a short buzzcut blonde guy checking her out. He looks over at me and I narrow my eyes at him. His eyes widen before he turns around spilling his drink on some random girl.

"Shut up," she says laughing lightly pushing my shoulder. I smile back at her. "So the girls are here for me? Sorry but I don't swing that way either."

"Hm, so I guess I'm in luck?"

"You're such an ass," she laughs shaking her head at me. I am about to make a comment about the 'ass' comment but the shots being set on the table cuts the conversation short. Tori carries multiple shots in her hands as well as Julie as for Trey. He holds a whole fucking tray of shots.

"Oh my god I'm in Titos heaven," Rae states watching with wide eyes as Trey sets the tray down. Robbie's face breaks into a smirk and I know, I just know this fucking kid loves her already.

"Drink up," Trey smirks handing me a dark colored shot. I take it from him as Robbie grabs one off of the tray. Once everyone has a shot in their hand Julie, I think her name is Julie, extends her arm to the middle of the table.

"To y'all's win!"

"Now that I'll cheers to," Trey states as we clink all of our shot glasses together. We throw back the shots the dark brown liquid burning the back of my throat. Although it's nothing new. I set down the shot glass and glance at Carter.

"So, tell me? Hayden Price..." she says grabbing another shot off of the tray. I cock an eyebrow at her.

"Easy. He's a pussy," I tell her as she throws back another shot. She gives me an unconvinced look setting the glass down. Hayden Price is a fucking sharp shooter but there's no fucking way he's better than any of us as a team.

"How modest of you," she says rolling her eyes at me. I chuckle moving forward a little closer to her earring covered ear.

"It's hard to be modest when you are the best," I tell her lowly in her ear. I notice the goosebumps that arise across her bare shoulder from the lights outside. Despite the goosebumps she rolls her eyes moving away from me.

"The best huh?" she says sliding off of the barstool. She tugs her skirt down but not fast enough for me not to see almost the entirety of her tan legs. I shamelessly check her out but am rudely interrupted by her fingers snapping in my face. "Eyes up here, Fletcher."

I lean back a little and smirk at her crossing my arms over my chest, "Get on with your point, Baby."

"I actually don't have a point," she states laughing. I give her a very unconvinced look but when she shimmies her way in between my legs that thought flies out the fucking window.

"Somehow I don't believe that," I tell her lifting my hand to rest on her waist. Her skin is soft and warm under my hand it's a nice feeling compared to my cool hand. She shrugs her shoulders as she rest her hand on my shoulder.

"I bet I could beat your ass in basketball," she says a smile covering her face. I laugh shaking my head at her. There is no way in hell this small girl can beat me in basketball. She doesn't even look to be the basketball type.

"Oh you wish."

"I was kind of good back in middle school," she says moving her hand from my shoulder. She crosses her arms over her chest. I flick my eyes down to her chest. Her tits might be small but you can see the swell of her boobs when she does that.

"Alright, a one on one basketball game is in order then," I tell her pulling her slightly closer to me. Her coconut smell surrounds me and it's almost comforting. She beams up at me uncrossing her arms before putting them around my neck.

"Deal."

"How should we seal the deal?" I smirk at her with definitely something other than a handshake in mind.

"A shot, no funny business, Fletcher," she states nodding her head towards the shots on the table. I laugh a little but move forward a little to grab shots for her. If a shot is what she wants, than a shot is what I will do for her. Especially if that means I can beat her in a one on one on basketball.

"Whatever you say, Miller," I tease her handing the shot over. She moves her arm from around my neck and grabs the shot from my hand. I grab one for myself and flick my eyes over her face.

"One on one basketball," I say as we clink our glasses together. She nods her head before we both throw the shot back. This shot was fucking strong. The fuck was that. I try not to laugh at the face Carter is making from the shot.

"That was gross," she laughs shaking her head. I nod my head in agreement as we ditch the shot glasses. I glance around the bar. I kind of forgot we were standing in a public bar where just a few feet away college kids are grinding to ASAP Rocky. Carter's eyes flick to the dance floor and then back to me.

"Can you dance, Fletcher?" she asks unwrapping her arms from my neck. The thought of her shaking that perky ass of hers makes my pants become even tighter. I glance behind her and spot Robbie and Rae on the edge of the dance floor with Braden and fucking Lacey.

I look back down at Carter, "Lead the way."

She has a smug smirk on her face as she turns around giving me a great view of her ass. I watch as she struts in front of me her hips swaying side to side. The short skirt hugs her ass nicely and I make sure to keep enjoying it before she turns around.

She turns around grabbing my hand and pushing me into her. For a small girl she's strong as hell. I grab her hips as she smiles up at me, I smile I hadn't seen until today at the game. When she was standing next to Lenna in that short little cropped sweatshirt and those white leggings that hugged her like nothing else.

She moves her hips to the rhythm and I can feel my pants get even tighter if that's even fucking possible. I move my hands from her waist to her perky ass and smirk down at her.

I slide a hand up her side as we move in sync to the song. I am not even fucking paying attention to the stupid song cause she's so close to me. Her arms are wrapped around my neck as she licks her pink plump lips.

"You gonna make a move, Fletcher? Or am I going to have to go talk to one of your friends?" she asks smirking up at me. Without a second thought I meet her pink, plump, lips and she instantly responds to me. It's even better than I fucking imagined. Her lips are soft and fucking amazing. I slip my tongue into her mouth as I cup her ass a sexy low moan slipping from her mouth. Carter is fucking sexy as she slips her own tongue into my mouth. She moves her lower body over my very hard dick as sparks of pleasure run down my spine. I grip her tighter against me as a low growl of approval comes from the back of my throat. I can feel her smirk against my mouth but I quickly wipe that smirk off of her face as I slip my hands under the sides of her shirt.

She gasps probably feeling the cold rings against her warm skin and I want to fucking take this further. Maybe even fuck her in the bathroom of this bar and I want to. Holy fuck I do but not tonight. Especially the fact we are in a public bar. I pull away from her before I do go further because she takes my will power and throws it out the fucking door.

Her heavy breathing and dark eyes definitely hint to our make out. I smirk down raising my hand to the side of her face.

"I think I liked that way of sealing the deal way better," she states shooting me a smirk of her own. And fuck is she fucking right about that.