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He offers a sheepish grin "Re last year? Sheena? Well, she texted me a picture of her tits Said I had to return the favor"

Dean’s jaw falls open "Dick for tits? Dude, you got played No way are those even remotely comparable"

"What’s the equivalent of tits then?" Hollis asks curiously

"Balls," Dean declares, before taking a deep pull of the joint He blows out a ring of shs at his remark

"You just said women don’t want to see balls," Hollis points out

"They don’t But any idiot knows that a dick pic requires a full frontal shot in return" He rolls his eyes "It’s co door behindthere, and s and one of Garrett’s practice jerseys Her dark hair is loose and falling over one shoulder She looks gorgeous

And yup, I’ her in my jersey Withandsure I’ pictures of your penises to girls?" Aroup

Dean snorts "We sure are And don’t roll your eyes like that, Wellsy Are you really gonna stand there and tell us that G hasn’t sent you pictures of his cock?"

"I’hs and rests her forear pizza Do you guys want to pitch? Oh, and we’re putting on aroom It’s his turn to pick so it’ll probably be souys want to watch with us"

Tuck and Dean instantly pipe up with yeses, but Hollis shakes his head regretfully "Maybe next ti the rest of the weekend craood luck" She s a step back "If you guys want a say in the pizza toppings, you better coies Oh, and what the hell, Logan?" Those green eyes narrow atto have to beat you up now?"

"I’d like to see you try, Wellsy" My tone is filled with humor, but the second she ducks back inside, the huut And the thought of sitting in the living roo atheut punch It’s an entire hockey tea you into the boards

"You knohat? I think Iafter all Can I catch a ride with you to the dorms?" I ask Hollis "I’d drive over "