Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
15
Max
Outside the President of the College’s office, I took a deep breath. I looked around the grounds of Gilman College, shaking my head and smiling quietly.
Man, it was a hell of a tempting offer.
College for me had been a fucking whirlwind of practice schedules, training, drills, and navigating the politics of college sports and meeting with agents and talent scouts. I’d partied a lot — less than a lot of guys, but more than I should have. I didn’t have any regrets per se, but I knew if I could go back, I’d do it differently. I’d study more. I’d learn more, and soak up the knowledge being offered to me.
I’d treat it more like Cora treated it, with this wide-eyed wonder and thirst for learning.
But then, here I was with an offer to come back. Gilman College was offering me the position of athletics director for the whole school. And the more I thought about it, the more I wondered why the hell I wouldn’t take it. The salary was competitive, but then, I didn’t need the money after the career I’d had. But it could still be fun, and wildly fulfilling.
Gilman wasn’t a huge sports school, but they had a pretty damn awesome football program with some real potential given the right love and support. It wasn’t U of Alabama or anything like that, but shit, I didn’t need the glory like that either. I just wanted to see the game I loved so much get the backing it deserved.
But there was something else, something which weighed the decision a little more to the other side.
Cora.
This was already sordid enough with Garret and Nolan being her professors. Fuck, if I became faculty, too? I mean, it was a small thing at this point, but damn, somehow it felt like it’d be breaking the last fail-safe — the last breaking mechanism being taken away.
But then, who cared? What we had was dangerous, and wild. But hell, it was the best thing that had ever happened to any of us. I’d never felt like this about anyone. Not a single woman had ever lit me up like Cora did. And I knew it was the same for my buddies. Nolan — shut off, closed up Nolan who never had time to date even casually was fucking head over heels for her. And Garret? Garret who’d almost made the mistake of his life with Melanie had found something I’d always wanted for him.
And it still wasn’t weird. It was still working just fine, two weeks later. Cora was full-time living at the house, Garret was making no attempt to find a new place, and my “visit” had pretty much turned permanent.
And it was great. There was no jealousy, none of that. And it’s not like we had this twenty-four-hour fourway fuck-fest going on. Well, close, but we had time alone with her too. Or time when it was just two of us and her. But when I was watching her with Garret or Nolan, it didn’t bring out any sort of macho protective shit, because they were like brothers to me. Fuck, any other man and I’d be going to jail for murder. But with them, it just felt natural.
And fuck was it good. We just all meshed perfectly, like this one unit made up of four people, and I couldn’t even imagine life without her or what we had. I didn’t know where we’d go from here, but that was one of the reasons the offer was so tempting. Of course I wanted to stay here, and keep this going. And getting a position here that gave me a reason to stay was the first step.
Well, she was the reason for me to stay. But the job would keep me busy when I couldn’t put my hands on her.
Would we all live in Nolan’s place? I mean it was a pretty decent-sized house, but eventually, it’d feel a little small with four of us living there full time. Even if we all mostly shared one bed, I thought with a chuckle.
But then, we needed space. She needed space. I got that. Maybe more than the other two did. She was head over heels for us, and I wasn’t worried about anything, but she needed to have her own room, and space to do her own stuff.
I shook my head. Damn, here I was talking about the future, and about buying a bigger house, and starting our lives with her.
…How the hell had I gotten so domesticated?
I grinned as I strolled across campus, back to the house.
Yeah, I was here now. Staying, and keeping this crazy thing the four of us had going. I had no idea what might come our way next, but I knew so long as we had her, life was going to be pretty fucking grand.