Joey Lynch is the hotheaded hurler of Tommen College. He’s the boy everyone feared, envied, or wanted. With the greenest eyes, blond curls and the sexiest grin ever, he could have anyone he wanted. And he wanted you, stealing your heart on day one, right after you stole his. Apart from the flirting, cheeky winks and smiles, nothing happened between you two.

Collapsing down onto a couch with Casey right beside you, you joined Joey’s group. His eyes instantly landed on you, and he smirked. Banter soon turned into an argument, which you won, obviously.

“You’re a pain in the ass,” Joey grumbled, sounding more amused that annoyed.

“What was that? You like my ass? Why thank you, Joey. It’s my pride and joy.” You teased.

“Your legs should be your pride and joy, Molloy.” Joey said and the compliment thrilled you.

“Soo, you don’t think I have a nice ass?”

“I can’t remember what it looks like, why don’t you take off your pants and I’ll tell you.” Joey shot back.

“Funny.”

Joey glanced over his shoulder and gave you a boyish grin. “It was worth a shot.”

“You’d get such a surprise if I dropped my pants,” You taunted.

“Not as big as the surprise you’d get if I dropped mine,” Joey shot back. Your mouth fell open and he winked.