Shane and Trey[ Enemies to Lovers 01 ]

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Author: Anyta Sunday
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“You’re funny when you’re nervous.” He rested his head back on the headrest. “I feel like I’m getting to know you some, already.”
    Well that did not go both ways. Didn’t he hate me? Think I was disgusting? Shouldn’t he try to threaten me somehow? I didn’t understand how he could be so, so easy-going. Not knowing what to expect of him made me antsy.
    From somewhere deep and brave, and without my entire consent, words spilled from my mouth. “Actually, I find it quite unfair. You know more about me than most, but I hardly know a thing about you.”
“What do you want to know?”
    What do you think of me being gay? Will that be a problem for us as roomies? Will you hurt me again?But because that brave place closed up, all I came out with was, “Um… so… what papers are you taking?”
“Mostly math papers, stats, calculus, physics.”
Wow. Okay, that sounded smart. “I thought you got into college with some sort of sports scholarship.”
    Trey faced me, his green eyes darkening. “Why is it so fucking hard for people to believe I have a head on me? I’m not just about sport, you know.”
    I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Seemed I also squirmed when I was nervous. Maybe June and I were more alike than I’d thought. “I didn’t mean to imply you were dumb.”
“Sure you did, Shane.”
    And the truth was he was right, a part of me had thought him a bit of a meathead. But now I really had no clue who this guy was.
After a few moments of silence, I spoke, “Are we going to have problem?” My grip tightened on the wheel.
     
Of course, he knew exactly what I was referring to. He shrugged. What did that mean?
     
“Nah, you’re all right, I suppose. I just…” he trailed off, his face tensing, as if he were concentrating hard.
    I wasn’t sure what to make of his comment, but it sounded promising. I guess so long as he stayed with my sister, things would be okay.
    A light breeze came in through Trey’s window, bringing with it a trace of his sweat. I found myself inhaling deeply, liking the tangy scent. I had a sudden vision of me licking the side of his neck up to his ear, having that saltiness on my tongue.
    Shit, the thought was making me hard. Socks. Smelly socks. Socks on a hot day after a game of soccer.Nope, that didn’t seem to be stopping it.
    I moved a bit, and hoped the straining wasn’t too obvious. This was not good. I mean, come on, he’s straight, my roomie, and my sister’s boyfriend—this was just not meant to happen. It was definitely time to get out of here hi. “I’ve— ah, got to get to the library. I promised Mom I’d meet her for lunch.” Well that was a lie, but whatever.
Trey sat up straight. “Oh, I have some books to return, do you mind, man?”
    Yes, yes I do. I forced a smile. Why did I find it so hard to say no to someone? Even if I disliked them? “Nah, give them to me and I’ll drop them off.”
    He smiled and raced inside. I took the opportunity to quickly rearrange myself. Within the minute he was back in the front seat. Not only did he have a stash of books, but he had a shoulder bag with him as well.
I raised a brow.
    “Oh, yeah. Well I need to go to town anyway. Give me a ride?” He leaned over and knuckled my dark tree-brown waves. “That way I can learn more about you, man. Your sister brags about you of course, but I think I’d prefer to learn for myself, make up my own mind, like.”
    I was pretty sure goose bumps covered my scalp. It certainly felt all tingly where he’d touched me. I shook my body, trying to get rid of it.
    The whole giving him a lift was so not part of the plan. I glanced at his lap, quickly focusing on the stack of books. Of the seven, three were Harry Potter. Well, that made me want to whoop with laughter. I mean, he just didn’t look the type. At all. I did my best to choke it back.
    “What on earth was that noise you just made?” I shrugged, and hit the gas.
    “Well that’s the first time I’ve ever seen

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