After her threat, he was quick to protect himself, which made her laugh. She would never know the feeling of being threatened like she did to him, but she had to admit she enjoyed watching the guys' reactions. She listened to him, cocking her head as she thought about it. Approval? No. Grudging acceptance? Yes. Avery's in college now, it's not like I can stop her from living her life. I can sure guard her, but I have to let things come her way.
Riley wasn't known for being exceptionally wise, but everyone had to have their first boyfriend to experience the puppy love and often devastating dump afterward. She just hoped Sawyer kept valuing his 'personal well being,' as he aptly phrased it.
He smiled, feeling elated that she wasn't going to try to stand in the way. "I promise, I won't do anything to hurt her." He thought back to the movie they shared together. All he could hope was she couldn't read his thoughts. He didn't want to test how open she would be to Avery falling asleep at his place.
"So you don't dance, what do you do? Martial arts? Hired assassin?" He was hoping he could win her over. It dawned on him, what would their parents think about his age. Maybe it would be nice to have an ally. "Would you like to hang out so I can figure out more about the other half of Avery?"
This was what, the fiftieth time he'd said that? If she didn't buy it the first time, she wouldn't be buying it now. He was still managing to rub her wrong, not including he was going out with her sister, but she'd do her best to get along with him. And if she had known anything about Avery falling asleep in Sawyer's house, she would have followed through with her threat.
Oh, I've messed around with martial arts, never really got good at it, but I'm a heck of a soccer player, track runner, and cross country runner. Thus the rumor that my knee is more powerful than my elbow. she studied her nails while she let that sink in, a half smile on her face. Yep, she was a jock. Avery was the nerd, Riley the jock. They completed each other. She looked up at him again at his question. Sometime, sure. she replied, smiling.
He looked at his watch, "shoot I was on my way to get something to eat. I think it's a bit late for that now." He looked up, "not implying that it wasn't an absolute pleasure to have met you. I'm just saying I should probably get back to my apartment." He looked around noticing that the sun was starting to get a bit lower.
He almost started laughing, "So should I tell your sister I met you? Or just show her the bruise and she'll understand? It was completely my fault though." He made a mental note to always check the hair before trying that maneuver again. "I guess I will catch you around campus then?"