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simone was getting comfortable with some lacrosse player, listening to him mumble sweet nothings in her ear. so when she heard hardy’s voice, she really didn’t want to turn around unless he had something better to offer — but now his voice was ringing in her ears. the annoyance was clear on her face, “first of all, i was definitely not groping his boner. speak more highly of me next time and i don’t know? the last i saw she went upstairs with someone.” it’d been a while since that happened, and now that it set in, she was a little nervous. hardy didn’t look happy, but honestly? he looked good with his jaw set like that and god, was it cute when his eyes were all fiery like that. “um, do you want me to help you look for her?” now that she’d noticed the change in his demeanor, she was suddenly willing to follow him anywhere. completely forgetting the jock behind her.
he scowled in digust at the sheer thought of his sister going upstairs with someone. “ yeah. okay. next time i have to speak to you while you’re making out with some guy, i’ll be sure to ‘ speak more highly ’ of you. ” he muttered sarcastically. his eyes flickered from her to the jock who clearly looked pissed off at him. “ no - i don’t give that much of a shit about finding her right now. ” well, he didn’t now that he knew she was probably going to sleep with some guy who was most definitely going to show up looking for her in a couple days. “ why’re you suddenly not interesting in pretty boy, huh? ”