One Day (The Private Club #3)(3)
Author: J.S. Cooper

“Brandon, here!” I called him over, grinning at him and the box of pizza he had in his hand. “I hope you got pepperoni.”

He grinned back at me and slid into the seat next to mine. “Who said you’re getting any?”

“Hurry up. I want a slice before Professor Carter gets here.”

“You know he’ll be ten minutes late as usual.” He laughed and handed me a slice. It was deep dish and pepperoni. I grinned as I stuffed a mouthful of pizza into my mouth.

Now this was more like it. Brandon had been my best friend for the last four years, the person I was closest to in the world. I’d never do anything to jeopardize our friendship. I’d definitely never date a girl he was interested in. That’s one of the reasons why men were better than women. We cared more about the bro code and keeping our friendships strong. I’d never let sex come between me and Brandon. We were brothers for life.

“You’re such a pig.” Brandon laughed at me as I grabbed a second slice and chewed it down quickly.

“I was hungry.”

“Why didn’t you eat before class?”

“Dude, I was too busy planning out the club.”

“You’re still thinking about starting a club?” Brandon sighed.

I ignored the expression on his face. “It’s going to be epic. We’re going to have our own world.”

“We don’t need our own world. This one is hard enough as it is.” Brandon pulled out the textbook and started reading. “Now, shh. I need to read real quick.”

“What’s our motto going to be?”

“Motto? What are we, Boy Scouts?”

“Idiot.” I glared at him. “Let me think. What about ‘Two boys, one world.’”

“Nope.” He shook his head. “Two men, one exam in three hours, which one man is going to fail.”

“I studied last night.” I winked at him. “But I do like the idea of two men. Two men, one club.”

“What about just two men?” Brandon looked up at me thoughtfully. “It’s always just going to be us.”

“No, it’s not.” I shook my head.

“I don’t mean just us at the club, but just us in charge of the club.”

“That’s true. Doesn’t that sound g*y though? Two men?” I made a face. “You know I love you, but I don’t want you, bro.”

“You’re breaking my heart.” Brandon clutched his heart and laughed. “You’re full of shit, Greyson. As if you could get a guy like me.”

“Eww, you’re making me sick.” I laughed. “Let’s do this again. Two men, one club, infinite women.”

“Now that’s hot.” He grinned. “Infinite women is always nice.”

“I thought you were a one-woman man?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“That was when I was young and dumb.”

“That was last year.”

“Things have changed.” He shrugged and I let it go. Both Brandon and I had changed since high school. Both of our worlds were different now. We never spoke about it, but we both knew we were brothers for life. The only people we could both count on were each other. It was as simple as that.

“Yeah, who needs one woman when you look like us? We’ll have women begging to be with us.”

“They can beg all they want,” Brandon laughed. “They’ll be lucky to have one night with me.”

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.”

“One night with the Italian stallion and they won’t know what hit them.”

“You’re not Italian, Brandon.”

“I’ll be anything I want to be.”

“Well, I’m hung like an African.” I grinned.

Brandon shook his head at me. “That’s so racist.”

“It’s not racist if it’s true.”

“Greyson, I’d shut my mouth if I were you. People already think you’re a cocky ass**le.”

“Well, they wouldn’t be lying.” I jumped up. “I’m the f**king king. I run this shit.”

“You’re a rap star now?”

“I’m king of the world. We both are—or we could be. Once we start this club, we’ll be loved and worshipped. It’ll be the most exclusive club in the world.”

“You think so?”

“We’ll make it that.” I paused. “And no one but us will know exactly what’s going on.”

“How’s that possible?”

“We’ll think of a way.” I sat back down again and thought for a minute before looking at him seriously. “We can’t trust anyone, Brandon. This is between us.”

“I know.” He nodded back at me and smiled. “No matter what happens, it’s between us.”

“Hey, Greyson. Hey Brandon.” The two girls finally made their way over to us.

“Hey.” I nodded without smiling.

“What you guys up to tonight?”

“Fucking one of you?” I looked at them as they giggled and thought I was joking. “Or would you prefer it to be both of you?”

“You’re so funny, Greyson!” The blonde giggled again and pushed her chest out. Her blue eyes twinkled as she slowly licked her lips. She was letting me know that she wanted to be the one who got the prize.

“I’ve heard that before.” I nodded in agreement and grinned at Brandon, who was sitting there with big dopey eyes. I wanted to laugh out loud.

He was such a dope. He could talk the talk now, but he’d never really walked the walk, aside from a one-night stand he’d had the day his father had married yet another woman a few months ago.

“You guys can come over tonight if you want. We can have a study date.”

“I don’t study with girls.” I stared at the redhead. “I f**k.”

“We try to be accommodating.” She grinned at me eagerly and then looked at her friend. I could so f**k both of them. I knew it as surely as I knew that I could get the blonde to go into the men’s room and suck me off at that very moment.

“Brandon and I have laundry to do tonight.” I yawned and sat back. I could see the surprised look on his face as I blew the girls off.

“Maybe we can help.”

“Maybe not.” My voice was sharp with irritation. “I’m not interested.” I spelled it out to them clearly. Blondie’s face fell and the redhead had an evil glint in her eyes as they realized they’d been dismissed, but I didn’t care. “So, Brandon, wanna catch a movie later? I’ll pay.” I heard the girls’ sharp inhalations as they walked away and I grinned.