Bind Me (Private Listing #2)

Prologue

Coop

“One more fucking year in college.” I hold up my glass to Seth and Blake. We’re at the bar on campus. I’m going into my fifth year to get my master’s while the others are cranking through to have theirs in four. “And to being free men.”

“With the exception of Noah.” Seth shakes his head but clinks our glasses together. Noah’s girlfriend is getting on all of our last nerves. Yeah, it’s great that he’s found a girl, but she basically wants all of his time. I miss my geeky friend.

“Isn’t he supposed to be here?” Blake stares at the door like he can make Noah materialize.

When I glance at the door, I take a drink of my whiskey. A girl with a tight ass and great tits walks in. She’s got dark hair and long legs. I could hit that tonight and kick her out in the morning. I blow out a breath.

“Not interested?” Seth asks. He’s always been the most observant of us. His gaze holds mine.

I shrug. “Maybe.”

Things have been off between us since his girlfriend decided she wanted me more. That pissed off my girlfriend, which made her demand that I choose between being friends with Seth or her Fuck her. I didn’t really want her anyway. Like everything in my life she was a transaction between my parents and hers. Mom was more upset about the breakup than I was.

Seth’s gaze turns thoughtful.

“Hey.” Noah takes the extra seat at the table and raises his finger to the server. He runs a hand through his blond hair that might look nice if he used product, though I suppose the way it flops in his eyes works for him.

“Kelsey making you earn it?” Smirking, I take a drink. She’s like the only chick who looked at me and didn’t immediately change tactics. So I figured she’d be good for Noah.

Noah orders a whiskey and turns back to the table. “Fuck her. We broke up.”

“What happened?” Seth asks, leaning his elbows on the table.

Noah pushes his hand through his hair again. His gaze goes to each of us. “She wanted me to move in with her and said I needed to choose between her and you guys.”

“You chose us over pussy?” I laugh, but we’ve all had to do the same thing.

“Like you would have done different.” Noah smiles at the server as she hands him his drink.

“So we’re all single for the next year.” I raise my glass.

“These girls.” Blake shakes his head. “We need to focus on building our business and reputation. Not trying to appease girlfriends who think they should own us.”

Noah nods.

“I mean, I do like getting fucked though.” I lean back in my chair and toss a flirty smile at the brunette. Her smile grows and she looks away coyly.

“Yeah, it’s great for you.” Blake tosses back his whiskey and narrows his eyes at me. “You don’t have to share a wall with fuckathon.”

I grin. “I mean you can fuckathon all you want, Blake. I wouldn’t mind listening to the sweet sounds of moans and spanking coming from your room.”

Noah just shakes his head and sips his drink. We’ve been protective of him since grade school. Maybe I just didn’t like injustice or maybe that day I’d been berated too many times by my mother, but when those kids started in on Noah, I broke. Mostly their noses.

My parents made sure I didn’t get suspended.

But I let everyone know that if they messed with Noah, they were messing with me. Seth and Blake were already my friends even though they were a grade younger. They took Noah under their wing and the bullies backed off.

There was only one year we weren’t all together. I started college a year before they did. I made a few friends, but nothing like these guys. What we have may not be normal, but we’re a team.

“Those girls would just be moaning hoping you’d join in.” Blake shakes his head. “It would be a hell of a lot easier if you weren’t wealthy and handsome.”

I smirk. “Aw, Blake, you flatter me.”

“Not my type, fuckboy.”