I am so astronomically bored right about now it's not even funny. I decided to bring Rae to Jeremy and I's study session but boy was that a bad decision. All she has been doing is goofing around with Robbie on the couch. Jeremy and I literally had to get up and move to the counter to study for STAT and to see Sixer. Mostly to see Sixer, who is asleep on the couch. I still can barely concentrate with them giggling with each other every five minutes. So, Jeremy and I have just been talking about basketball and life for the past twenty minutes. Right now we are discussing him and his girlfriend, Sam. They are absolutely precious and I genuinely don't know how she hasn't transferred for the kid yet.

"She's coming up for the family weekend after this away game," he says nodding his head. I smile at the comment leaning my head against my hand.

"Adorable," I sigh smiling at him. He shoves my shoulder but I can tell he is excited to have her up. I have only seen pictures and heard stories from Jeremy about her and they all have been great. They have been together since high school and honestly sounds like they are getting married. This weekend is going to be such a bore. With all the boys leaving and Rae since she has to travel for cheerleading, it is really going to blow. But at least it will be Julie, Tori, Lacey, and I. Maybe this time I won't have to be escorted out of the bar.

"I'm excited to see her and also she gets to meet all you goons," Jeremy says nodding his head at Robbie and Rae. I chuckle at his comment nodding my head. We really are a bunch of idiots put together. Never did I think that me and the girls would be so close with these guys. They all are super genuine people and I think everyone looks past that because they are basketball players.

"I'm excited to meet her she sounds super sweet," I tell him with a genuine smile. I finally look back down at our stupid STAT homework and definitely feel like we should just stop. I jump a little when an arm is wrapped around my shoulders and I see Rae smiling at me.

"Hi Bitch," she says all giddy. I roll my eyes at her and shove her away from me. She is only giddy because Robbie and her are really moving things along, to which I am so happy for them.

"Hi Miss Simp," I state as she sits down on the other side of me. Jeremy laughs loudly as Robbie goes around the counter to the other side. She punches my shoulder making me wince. "Ow."

"Shut the fuck up," she says glaring at me. I give her a cheeky smile before looking over at Robbie who is just staring at the two of us with raised eyebrows.

"You two are weird," he says unscrewing the cap from his water bottle. I laugh at his comment looking back down at my homework. Rae mumbles something incoherent but whatever she says Robbie hears.

"Sorry what was that, Babe?" he asks her mockingly putting a hand over his ear. She glared at him crossing her arms across her chest.

"As interesting as this conversation is, Car and I have to do actual schoolwork," Jeremy coughs pointing his mechanical pencil down at the homework. I mouth a 'no we don't' in Robbie and Rae's direction but Jeremy smacks my shoulder. "Yes, we do."

"C'mon I want to play 2k and Asher, Trey, and Braden still aren't back," Robbie says nodding his head at the TV. Jeremy sighs looking at me and then back at the TV.

"Fine but one game and Carter we are not done with STAT," he says pointing the pencil at me. I salute him as he gives me one last look before getting off of the barstool. Robbie smacks his palms on the kitchen counter excited as he rounds it going to the couch. The two of them are debating on which team they are choosing and both of them are bitching about some All-Star team. I see Sixer sleeping on the edge of the couch content and smile. Turning back around to Rae and smirk.

"You and Robbie."

"Me and Robbie," Rae nods her head her voice lowering. I take a glance over at him and then back at Rae and smile. I have never seen Rae like this with a boy. She always loved the hookups first semester and flirting with boys. Me included. I didn't do the hooking up but making out with random boys every night and leaving them was not uncommon for me. We both have significantly changed and I think for the better. Well, at least I'm trying to change my ways. I just chose a very complicated boy.

"I love it," I say smiling proudly at her. She smiles back at me tilting her head.

"Okay fuck, stop being sentimental I don't like it," she laughs shoving my shoulder. I laugh too shaking my head at her. I hear the front door open and I perk up a bit. I spot Asher before he even sees me. He is wearing a grey hoodie and black cloth Nike shorts. The hood is over his dark hair like he always has it and he is typing on his phone. He looks undeniably hot as he pushes back his hoodie. His ring on his thumb on full display.

"Your boy is back."

It's my turn to punch Rae in the shoulder and she yelps at the punch. She rubs her shoulder shooting me a death glare. I glare right back at her before glancing back up at Asher. He is already looking at me with a surprised look. I can't tell if it's a good look or what.

Maybe he was texting a girl.

I sit up a little straighter at the thought and look away from him. Suddenly STAT is looking really fucking interesting right about now.

"Pizza is here whores!" Trey's voice echoes through the house. He sets it down on the counter in front of Rae and me putting his hands on his hips. "What's up fuckers, want pizza?"

"Oh say less," Rae says looking at the huge box of pizza sitting in front of her. I jump when I feel an arm wrap around my shoulder and glance up at Asher's body towering over me. He is holding a smirk on his face and all bad thoughts leave my head.

"I didn't think you would still be here," he says almost reluctantly. I nod my head at him motioning to the homework, I still should be doing.

"Jeremy and I got distracted," I state leaning into him a little. He nods his head at me picking up the sheet of paper. He doesn't unwrap his arm from my shoulders and I can feel his ring on my bare shoulder. It is a nice feeling in contrast to his warm body temperature. Sixer trots herself to below my barstool before lying there her head in her paws.

"We were at the gym for way longer than expected. Trey was being a fuck," Asher mumbles reading over my homework. Trey shoots his head from behind the pizza box with a piece of crust hanging from his mouth.

"Hey! It is not my fault that blonde girl popped out of nowhere," he says pointing another piece of pizza at him. Asher rolls his eyes before setting the sheet back down on the counter with the rest of my notes. He unwraps his arm from my shoulder and sits down on the stool next to me.

"It was your fault and you are a fuck," Braden says coming behind Trey. He smacks the back of Trey's head before grabbing a piece of pizza. Rae has somehow made it behind the counter and ducks to stay out of the way. Trey makes some type of noise and rubs the back of his head.

He takes the piece of pizza out of his mouth, "You all are abusive little bitches."

Trey reaches out to smack Braden but he dodges him slickly. Rae scurries away from that side of the counter and back to our side.

"I just wanted a piece of pizza not to be abused," she mutters taking a bite. I laugh at her comment as Asher's knee bumps mine. He keeps his leg pressed up against my thigh and it feels nice. I still, for some reason, can't get it out of my damn head that he was texting a girl.

"My roommates are abusive," Trey says with a mouth full of pizza. Asher and Braden roll their eyes at him while Robbie and Jeremy yell at the TV.

"Oh for fucks sake!" Jeremy yells followed by a loud bang. I turn around and catch the controller bounce off of the wall and Robbie doing a happy dance. I laugh loudly because never did I think about a big basketball player like Robbie doing a happy dance.

"You suck!" he yells at Jersey throwing his controller onto the couch. Jeremy waves a hand at him getting off of the couch. I hear Asher laugh as well shaking his own head at his roommates.

"So, how was the gym?" I ask dumbly. Asher looks over at me with a shrug of his shoulders. I catch a wince on his handsome face and raise a brow.

"I'm just sore but it was fine," he says looking tired. I nod my head at him with a small smile before turning back to Trey. Jeremy is now stuffing his face with pizza happily. Trey has just down his second piece and is onto a third.

"Hey, did you ever respond to Kristen?" Trey asks making me perk up. I knew it. He was talking to a fucking girl. I move my leg slightly away from his and glance at Asher. He doesn't seem bothered by him bringing it up.

"Yeah, I told her to fuck off," Asher says giving my leg a nudge. I give him an unconvinced look but move my leg back next to his. The warmth is back and I can't say I don't enjoy it.

"Really? Good for you dude," Braden says nodding his head at him. "She's a bitch."

"I second that!" Rae chimes in holding up her own piece of pizza. All the boys look at her amused, "What? I don't like how she came up to you in the library all threatening. Well trying to be."

I turn around and give her a 'really bitch' look because I just really love remembering shit like that. It's not like she even intimidated me but she is definitely fucking annoying.

"What did she do?" Robbie asks now intrigued. I turn back around and give him a smug smile. I take a glance at Asher and he silent as he waits for me to explain to Robbie what had happened.

"She threatened me and then told me to stay away from this one," I state shrugging my shoulders. Robbie laughs shaking his head in disbelief at the fact she did that. Asher sets a hand on my thigh making me look at him. I can't help but take note of how big his hand looks on my thigh. He has all seriousness on his face and his eyes are dark.

"You, tell if that happens again, okay?" he says looking at me with all seriousness. I nod my head at him because I don't know if I even can form any type of fucking words. He squeezes my thigh, "Carter, say it."

"Yes, okay, fine," I say looking at him. "But I can handle myself."

"She sure can, considering you almost bitch slapped someone at the bar," Robbie chimes in nodding his head at me. I groan at the thought of Saturday night. I don't know what it is but sometimes I snap and want to punch everyone when I'm drunk.

"In my defense, he kept buying me drinks," I state pointing a finger in Asher's direction. His hand is still on my thigh as he motions for a piece of pizza. He rolls his eyes at me as Trey hands him a piece. His floppy brown hair covering his forehead in an adorable manner as he stares at me.

"I bought you one before you went all 'imma beat your ass' on her," he says imitating me. Jeremy full-on start laughing hysterically at the thought and probably because he never knew Asher's voice could get so high. I can't help but laugh too because he even does a little hand motion, that I know I do.

"Please god never do that again," Robbie says shaking his head. Rae is giggling beside me and I jab her side with my elbow.

"Whatever, I was fine," I say grabbing the slice of pizza from Asher. He looks at me surprised as I take a bite before passing it back to him.

"Says the girl who had to be carried out of the bar," Rae says looking at me. I stick my tongue at her crossing my arms across my chest. From what little I remember of Saturday, I remember being carried out and calling that tall brunette a bitch. Which is just super classy of me. I am just glad everyone else thinks it's hysterical and not trashy.

"Hey, we've all been there," Braden says shrugging his shoulders at me. I raise my eyebrows at him but he doesn't offer up any more information. I don't question it because Braden isn't one to offer up any type of information. Which I definitely respect from him, which is why I think Lacey should go for Braden.

But who am I to know anything.

I feel another bump on my knee and I glance over at Asher. He is sending me a mischievous smile and I roll my eyes at him, "What?"

"C'mon," he says nodding to the stairs. Everyone else is divulged into their own conversation. I nod my head at him sliding off of the chair in between Asher's legs. He gets up too and we are way too close to be in such a big space. I step away first and let him lead the way to his room. He starts to walk up the stairs and I hear a slap on the counter. I look behind me and crack up. Trey and Jeremy are ninjas sprawled across the counter looking at the two of us.

"We still have STAT homework, Carter Miller! I am setting a timer," Jeremy yells making me laugh even harder at the two of them. Trey is giving us a giddy, dimply smile at me. Sixer barks happily at the two of us sitting on the back of her paws tongue hanging out.

"Will you two shut up," Rae says shaking her head at the two of them. They both stick their tongue out at her and I shake my head at them.

"You know you aren't doing STAT, right?" Braden says from behind me. I catch the smirk on Asher's face and then hear a sigh from Jeremy. Asher is waiting at the bottom of the steps for me.

"Yeah I know," Jeremy states but laughs loudly. Asher is shaking his head at the boys as we walk up the stairs. I have taken this walk oh so many times I know where we are going. He opens his bedroom door and I walk right in. Per usual, his bed is unmade and the pile of clothing stands near his closet. I sit down on his bed pulling my knees up to my chest. Asher shuts and locks the door behind him. I raise my eyebrows at him as he stares at me curiously.

"You're mad," he says studying over my face. His jaw is clenched and I see him thinking. I don't know how he caught the vibes of me being pissed off but he did.

"I'm not," I state. I try my best to be neutral about it and not that I'm bothered by the girls, especially Kristen. But I am. I'm extremely fucking bothered by it all.

"Carter, I hate to break it to you but you can't hide when you are pissed," Asher says taking a few steps towards me. I chew my bottom lip absentmindedly as I stare at his handsome face and his broad shoulders.

"So what if I am?" I ask him setting my feet down on the ground. He throws his head back slightly and I know I'm frustrating the hell out of him. He just wants a clear answer and I can't give that to him right now. Feelings aren't something I confess easily and I am not about to show him I care.

"Okay, then let's say I went and texted-"

"Don't finish that sentence, Fletcher," I say narrowing my eyes at him. He nods his head at me rubbing his jawline with his hand. I slowly stand up because I know exactly what he's doing. "Oh, and you wouldn't mind if I go hit up someone else?"

His jaw clenches and unclenches. A triumph smirk crosses my face as a hand lightly grabs my hip. He pulls me a little closer to him and I feel his breath fan across my collarbone. My knees are weak right about now and I might pass out.

"And I would absolutely deck the mother fucker you text," he says simply. Holy shit. I am going to pass out. He leans down just so his mouth is near my ear, "Just like you almost bitch slapped Mia."

I can't help but laugh as he places his other hand onto my other hip. I grab his face in my smaller hands and bring him back in front of me. He has a full-blown smile on his face that brings one to mine.

"I hate you," I mumble as I go on my tippy toes to kind of help him a bit. I am so god damn short compared to him and he is so tall. He chuckles touching his nose to mine.

"No you don't," he says before closing the small space between us. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him even closer. If that is even possible at this point. He takes no time in picking me up and placing me down onto the bed. He shuffles in between my legs as he swipes a tongue across my bottom lip. His hands are wandering all over my body. I legitimately can't take the amount of clothing we have on right now. I tug on the bottom of his hoodie and he pulls away immediately. He takes it off swiftly before kissing me again without missing a beat.

I let my hands wander down his bare muscular chest. I can feel his ab muscles tense as I trail my fingers up and down them. He is so fucking fine it's not even funny. His hands go under my thighs again wrapping them around his waist. I can feel his hard-on through his cotton Nike shorts and I lightly grind my hips against his. We both let out a groan as he trails his hand up my shirt. I know we should not be doing this right now but I don't want to stop. Not now, not ever.

I pull away for a second and stare at Asher. His eyes are dark and he is breathing heavily. He raises his eyebrows at me.

"We should not be doing this," I hum threading my fingers through his dark hair. He nods his head at me but I know he has no intentions of stopping and I have no intention of stopping him. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear as he hovers over me with a smirk plastered on his face.

"You're probably right but do you want me to stop?" he asks looking me over. I know he knows what I want but I know he would stop if I said to.

"No," I tell him pulling him a little closer to me. His chain dangles and I lightly pull back on the chain to move it. He smirks again before meeting my lips. We're kissing. Again. I always seem to be horizontal in Asher fucking Fletcher's bed but I can't say I'm complaining. It's my turn to smirk as I pull him back down to meet my lips again. I have so many damn butterflies in my stomach from just kissing him it's insane. His own hands are trailing up my shirt rubbing his thumb against the bottom of my boob. He groans and pulls away from me again.

"No bra? Really Carter?" he asks tucking his head into my neck. I hum in his ear and press a kiss to his jawline. He sucks in a breath and moves his head back to look at me. He looks at my shirt and back at me. I nod my head in approval and he easily takes off my tank top. He takes a minute to look over my bare chest before kissing my lips again. His hand travels down my side and then to the band of my leggings. His thumb dips underneath the hem and repeats itself as his mouth leaves my lips. He trails it down my neck before reaching my nipple. His hand dips a little lower in my leggings and I legitimately might croak over right now. I let out a strangled moan as he licks over my nipple. I catch the smirk on his lips as he looks up at me.

He moves back up my neck and back to my lips before pulling away again. I frown at him and pull him back towards me. He lets out a low growl as he pauses his movements, "As much as I want to fuck you right now, I have other plans for you."

I could honestly give less of a fuck right now but his words alone are making the throbbing down there unbearable. I nod my head at him as I bring him back down to my lips. He resumes his movements as I allow him slowly take off my leggings. He is going slow