“I might need you soon. I think I made a mistake,”
Crystal admitted.
“What did you do?”
“I told David that I loved him after he gave me good orgasms. He hasn’t even sent me a message since.”
Lars had a good laugh at her expense.
“I’m sure David can handle a declaration of love. I imagine women tell him that all the time,” Lars said, then got a mischievous look. “Do me a favor and give me some insight into David’s game. I need to know what makes you declare your love for him.”
“I don’t think you could pull it off,” Crystal said as if she were helping him out.
“Why not?”
“Your dick doesn’t reach all the good spots,” she said and stuck her tongue out at him.
“You’re a funny girl,” Lars said, taking it in stride.
That was one of the qualities that made him so successful with women: Lars was unflappable.
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Emily was ecstatic when Crystal picked her as her little sister. Every girl in her pledge class was green with envy when she was told that Lars, a Phi Sig, was her big brother.
While all the big brothers were cute, Lars stood out, and she suspected it was because he was perceived as such a bad boy.
After the dinner broke up and everyone went off to get to know each other better, she found herself in Crystal’s bedroom. Lars had joined them.
“First off, if you could talk Crystal into a threesome, you would be the best little sister ever,” Lars claimed.
“That’s okay. Crystal said that if there were any threesomes, they would be with David Dawson,” Emily said confidently.
Crystal burst out laughing when she saw Lars’s face.
“That’s why I picked her. I predict that if you quit trying to get into her pants, you’ll find the two of you can be great friends,” Crystal said.
“Maybe she can help me rid you of this Dawson character. I’m starting to think he’s cutting into my territory,” Lars complained.
“Wren told me that her big brother plans to take her to lunch three times a week so they can get to know each other. He even offered to pay,” Emily said.
“I bet. Crystal said we’re now like siblings. Since I’m broke, I thought you might do your brother a solid and take him to lunch.”
“Maybe our sister would buy,” Emily said.
“I do like her,” Lars decided.
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Rachel had gotten David eleven tickets and four rooms for the Texas game. Alex had booked a two-bedroom suite for Chloe, David, and Crystal to thank him for flying his girlfriend to the games. Along with David were Jim, Chuy, and Big Cat, who’d been told they weren’t traveling with the team. Coach Merritt planned to redshirt the two freshmen. Rachel and Chloe each were given a ticket. The rest had gone to Crystal, who told him that Taylor, Emily, Wren, and a frat boy named Lars were joining them.
Rachel had snagged them rooms reserved for VIPs at The Driskill, the destination for the rich and famous for over one hundred years. It was where boosters like Ron Pennington; David’s grandmother, who was dating Ron; his daughter, Jennifer Tuttle; and Gabe Francis were staying.
When David’s mother found out, she warned him to be on his best behavior and not embarrass his grandmother.
When they pulled up to the hotel, David was impressed.
He’d stayed in high-end places in the past, and The Driskill
could hold its own among them. The suite was amusing.
They had named it the Cattleman Suite, and it was done in leather and had a cowhide rug in front of the fireplace.
The suite had two bedrooms, one having a king-size bed and the other two queens. Chloe claimed the king for her and Alex. He would have to sneak out of his hotel to join her.
“Did you know this place is haunted?” Crystal asked as David unpacked.
She’d picked up brochures from the concierge for ideas on where to go that night. There was a knock at their door.
“I told everyone to meet here so we could plan tonight,”
Crystal said as she left David to finish unpacking.
He came out to find them all in the dining room, looking at Crystal’s brochures.
“I say we hit Austin’s River Walk,” Taylor suggested.
“It looks like we’re in an area with a lot of restaurants and bars. This one has live music on Friday nights,” Crystal pointed out.
“You know what time it is?” Lars asked. “Party time!”
“I’m really starting to like this guy,” Jim said.
David smiled at them both. If Jim liked him, then he must be an okay guy. David figured having a friend in a fraternity might be something he needed in his life so he could let loose now and then.
David’s phone rang, and it was his grandmother, so he excused himself to gain some privacy to talk.
“Are you at the hotel?” Grandma Dawson asked.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Ron is putting together plans for dinner tonight, and you are invited.”
“Can I bring someone with me?”
“Yes, but we’re going somewhere nice, so dress appropriately,” Grandma Dawson ordered.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“You can quit being so polite. It’s not like I plan to write you out of the will or anything.”
If she married Ron, David would like to be part of the will. That guy was loaded.
“Mom told me I had to be on my best behavior,” David revealed.
“We both know that won’t last, so you might as well slip now,” his grandmother teased.
“I’ll come. I’ll ask Crystal if she wants to join us or not and send you a message.”
“Meet us downstairs at seven,” Grandma Dawson said, then hung up.
David went out and asked Crystal.
“Who are these guys?” Jim asked.
“Ron made his money in trucking, and Gabe owns the company that made my movie, The Royal Palm. They donate a combined one hundred million dollars a year to USC athletics.”
“So, you have to go?” Crystal asked.
“I do, but I would understand if you want to skip it.”
“I think this falls under the plus-one part of our agreement. Lucky for you, I brought a dress,” Crystal said.
“What are you guys doing?” David asked the rest of the group.
“We’re going to hit the River Walk for dinner, and then we’ll see. Send me a message when you’re done, and you can join us,” Jim said.
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They ended up at a nice restaurant within walking distance of the hotel. Everybody knew each other except for Crystal. David made the introductions.
Not surprisingly, the discussion turned to football.
“By the way, that was a great game you had against UNLV. How long are you out?” Gabe asked.
“The soonest they think I’ll be back is the Arizona game.
It’s more likely Colorado because the bye week falls right before it. I just can’t wait to get back to it. Watching from afar is about to drive me crazy,” David said.
“Coach Merritt told us he’s worried about Matt and that having you in the quarterback room was a distraction,” Ron shared. Then he hastily added, “Not that you did anything to earn that. It’s more a matter of Matt’s maturity level.”
“That, and they plan to redshirt you. Coach Merritt felt that since you can only play in four games, you should get healthy and stay focused on next year,” Gabe added.
David made no comment because while they’d discussed the possibilities of him redshirting, no final decision had been made. All that discussion had come before Coach Merritt took over. David had believed his new coach when he said every position was open and David had a chance to start. Usually, the head coach and the player would sit down and discuss redshirting before it was decided. No one had said anything to him.