Page 76 of Gamebreaker

My own car arrived thirty seconds later. I leaned back against the seat, and stared out the window at the city sliding past.

Friends.

We were going to be friends.

Friends who were very attracted to each other. Friends who'd just admitted wanting to press each other into mattresses. Friends who couldn't be together because our lives didn't allow for it.

This was going to be torture.

My phone buzzed. A text from Harper.

Harper

For what it's worth? That hug almost killed me.

I stared at the message, my chest hurting with want and resignation.

I typed back.

Cam

Me too.

Harper

This is going to be hard, isn't it? Being friends when we both want more?

Cam

Probably the hardest thing I've ever done. And I play professional basketball.

Harper

We're idiots.

Cam

We're idiots who are trying to do the right thing.

Harper

The right thing sucks.

Cam

Completely.

Harper

But I meant what I said. I'd rather have you as a friend than not have you at all.

Cam

Same.

Harper

Okay. So we're doing this. We're being mature adults who respect each other's boundaries.