Chapter 55: Carter

##Chapter 55: Carter

For the past few weeks, I've been camped out at the football house and living on the couch in the living room. And yeah, it's gross as hell. I spend a lot of time trying not to think about the body fluids embedded in the material.

If I'm lucky, I can catch a solid four hours of sleep at night. I didn't admit it to Noah, but this shit is getting old. I miss my bed. I miss having Daisy wrapped in my arms. It's the best damn feeling in the world.

This place is worse than a frat house. There are six guys who live here, but I swear there's at least quadruple that, coming and going at all hours. We're in the middle of the season and these guys are cracking open cold ones every damn night of the week.

Sure, I'll have a few on the weekends but I'm not one to get shitfaced. Being out of control leaves a bad taste in my mouth. If I need to blow off steam, I'd much rather find a willing female to fuck.

At least, that was my MO in the past.

Daisy and I might not be t