He just can’t have my ball buster.
I shake my head. “You are something else.” I remember something. “Didn’t I just lay claim on Hayden to all you assholes a few days ago?”
“I didn’t take you seriously,” he says. “I thought maybe you two were really just friends.”
Yeah. Not any longer. “Well, as I just said, I like her.”
“Whatever. Forget Jocelyn. Forget that Hayden chick. What happened after Jos drove the girls away? Tell me you chased one down and let her suck your dick.” He grins. “I know that’s what I did last night.”
I’m sure he did. So did I. But again, not going to tell Caleb that. “No, I didn’t. You saw me with Hayden, remember?”
“Oh.” He frowns. “Right. Last night was like a blur. I need to lay off the weed. It’s fuckin’ with my head.” He pauses for only a moment. “A lot of things are fuckin’ with it, if I’m being real right now.”
“What are you talking about?”
Caleb blows out an exaggerated breath. “I might’ve let a girl suck me off, but she didn’t finish. She got mad at me and left me high and dry,” he says irritably.
“Groupies are like that,” I tell him.
“That’s where you’re wrong, my friend. Groupies don’t get mad. They gladly suck your dick and sometimes they swallow too,” he explains, his expression serious.
Suspicion fills me. “Who were you with last night?”
“Nobody you know.”
Caleb is a terrible liar. It’s written all over his face who he might’ve been with. And I think I know who it is.
“Don’t tell me you were with Baylee.”
Guilt washes over his features. Busted. “No.”
“Liar.”
He sighs. “Okay, yes. I was with Baylee. She showed up, and she looked hot as fuck. Even hotter? She kept ignoring my ass every time I tried to get her attention. She was flirting with one of my new frat brothers. A freshman like us, and a complete idiot. She was hanging all over that guy.”
A sigh escapes me. We have been through this before. Caleb and Baylee were an on and off thing all throughout high school. Baylee was Cami Lockhart’s best friend our senior year, since Cami moves through best friends at a pretty fast clip, and we all hated that bitch. But we could tell that Baylee was miserable pretty much the entirety of senior year, being Cami’s sidekick. I don’t know why she put up with her.
Don’t know why she puts up with Caleb either.
“You can’t keep giving her false hope,” I tell him.
“She tricked my ass,” Caleb says. “Once I got her away from that dude, she pulled me into the bathroom, locked the door and then got on her knees. What was I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know, tell her to stop?” I suggest.
“This girl…” He shakes his head, and he actually appears a little lost. “She’s been in my life for so long. She knows how to push all my buttons.”
“She’s probably in love with you.?
??
“She’s stupid if she is. I’m going nowhere.”
“Come on, Caleb.” He can also be a little dramatic at times.
“No, it’s true. I peaked in high school, bro, and I know it. I will take advantage of all the babes at the frat parties, and I’ll do what I can to get through school, and maybe if I’m lucky, I’ll play on the football team, but overall? This is it for me. Once I graduate, I’ll find some boring ass job and I’ll end up marrying some boring ass woman and we’ll have a couple of boring ass kids. We’ll go on vacation once or twice a year. Maybe I’ll buy a travel trailer or some shit, I don’t know. Maybe we’ll go to the beach a lot. We’ll get a dog. The kids will love that fucker so much and when he dies, we’ll bury him in the back yard.” Caleb sighs. Scrubs his hand over his face again. “I basically described my parents. I’m still pretty fuckin’ upset that our dog Buddy died two years ago.”
Is that what Caleb’s afraid of? That he thinks he’s destined for mediocrity?