The Love Game (The Game, #1)

CHAPTER Twelve - Braden

I wake up and shake my head at myself. Yesterday runs through my mind on fast-forward, and I remember – I have a girlfriend. F*ck. That's weird.
And then there was Kyle. The guy has a real stick up his ass about me being with Maddie – and not that I blame him, if I was him, I probably would too. I know what half the people at the party last night were thinking. They were wondering why Maddie is so different from the others and what's so special about her. The girls were cursing her for taking what they wanted, and the guys were slinking back into their dark corners, their chances at seducing her shot to hell.
Well, f*ck them all.
“Well?” Ryan opens my door.
“Don't bother knocking,” I say sarcastically, putting my phone down. “I love it when a*sholes barge in on me.”
“Uh, yeah.” He raises an eyebrow and shuts the door, sitting on my desk chair. “What was that shit about?”
“I was about to kiss her. Seal the deal on this challenge then you f*ckin' called me.”
“Shit, man. Sorry. If I'd have known-”
“You'd be damn psychic.” I laugh and sit up in bed. “Doesn't matter.”
“You sealed it then?”
“Last night after my caveman performance.”
“Caveman performance?” He snickers.
“Her words, man, her words.” I smirk and grab my phone, waving it in his direction. “Do you mind? I have to text my girlfriend.”
Ryan lets out a loud laugh and slaps his leg. “F*ck me, that's a good one. Did you just say girlfriend?”
“You deaf? Course I did.”
“Wait, you're serious?” He stops laughing.
“Dude, we're official. You should have known it wouldn't have taken me long to make it exclusive.” I waggle my little finger at him. “See this? She's wrapped right round it.”