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Friend Zoned (Barnett Bulldogs Book 2) by Jennifer Sucevic
Friend Zoned is the second stand alone novel in the Barnett Bulldogs Series.
Sam Harper, left tackle for the Barnett Bulldogs, is my best friend. My cock blocking best friend. I swear that man has a sixth sense when it comes to me getting laid. It’s completely frustrating how I can be right on the verge of sealing the deal when Sam appears out of nowhere and suddenly my entire night is going up in a big ball of sexually frustrated flames. I think the guy seriously enjoys messing with me. I really do. Otherwise why would he take such perverse pleasure in doing it?
I’m thinking that he needs a girlfriend. Someone to preoccupy him. Then maybe he’d stop trying to get in my way all the damn time.
I really hate to admit this, but… I’m starting to notice things about Sam that I should definitely not be noticing. Like those piercing blue eyes of his that pin me right in place. Or his short blond hair that I just want to drag my fingers through. And the way soft cottony t-shirts cling to those big broad shoulders of his. Not to mention those killer abs that I sometimes catch a fleeting glimpse of when he stretches that huge muscular body of his next to me in class. Yup, the man is certainly buff. No question about it. But I guess that’s what you get when you’ve been playing division I football for the past four year.
And when his knee accidentally bumps mine in the judicial process class we share, it’s all I can do to keep focused on whatever fresh hell Dr. Rickets is tormenting us with that day. The weird feelings that have sprung up within me are definitely starting to freak me out. What I really need is for everything between us to slide right back to the way it’s always been. We’re friends. Best friends. We have eight solid years of friendship behind us. That’s not something I’m willing to throw away on a bit of sexual attraction that will eventually fizzle out. And with my track record, it’ll be sooner rather than later that it happens. I’ve seriously had milk sitting in my fridge that lasts longer than some of my pseudo-relationships.
We have seven month left until graduation. Until we’re both moving on with our lives. I’m hoping to get in here at Barnett for law school but Sam will end up going somewhere else- Cornell or Columbia. Next to my grandparents, Sam is the only other person I can count on. That I trust implicitly.