Collide Into You: A Romantic Gender Swap Love Story by Kelly Washington Read Free Book Online Page B

brother’s boyfriend ?”
    The expression on his face doesn’t escape me. He’s curious about this fact, but not in that tell me all the details so I can judge you way. He seems genuinely curious.
    “Tanner’s amazing. I love him to death. Jon and Tanner better get married soon or I swear to God I will strangle one or both of them for being stupid.”
    “That’s pretty cool,” he says. I can tell he wants to say more on the subject, like maybe I’ve hit a topic he’s interested in, but he stays quiet. I glance at his ring finger and observe the black band. I shouldn’t speculate, but I do. I wonder if Justin is gay. If he is, at least he knows I’m a fan of gay marriage and that I won’t judge him.
    As we move through the corridors, I notice that we aren’t headed in the direction of the Metro entrance. We go up two floors and into a reception area.
    I’m about to ask him where we are going when he clears his throat and says, “Some friends and I do this thing every Tuesday. We call it Tuesday Night Trouble . Dinner, hiking, a movie, that type of thing. If you’re not doing anything, you’re more than welcome to join us tonight. It’s Nebraska’s turn to pick the venue, so it may not be the best night to join the group, but if you do, you’ll get to know my friends and family. We can be a little…” He trails off, but a humorous voice from inside the reception area finishes the statement for him.
    “Fun, crazy, insane, and extremely good looking. Take your pick,” the owner of the voice says. He’s a tall man with red hair, and if you exchanged his uniform for a plaid shirt, he’d be a dead ringer for the Brawny Paper Towels man. “Though my bet’s on extremely good looking .”
    “Sergeant Holtslander, this is Sergeant Sean Walker,” Justin says, introducing me to his friend.  
    Or maybe this is his boyfriend.
    “Call me Nebraska,” Sergeant Walker says easily. He’s over six feet tall, built like a machine, and handsome in a goofy way. If anything, the twinkling, I don’t take anything seriously look in his eyes makes me like him all the more. I can also tell that Nebraska and Justin are just friends, maybe even best friends, and when Nebraska winks at me, it solidifies my impression. The freckles on his face are just too cute to ignore.
    “Nice to meet you, Nebraska.” I shake his thick hand. I could easily fit two hands in one of his. He holds my hand for a second longer than necessary. Is he flirting with me? The idea is almost laughable. Almost. Other than Dillan, who is way over the top with his antics, men do not often flirt with me. “I’m Keira.”
    “Are you going to join us?” Nebraska asks.
    “That depends,” I say. “What’s the plan?”
    “It will dazzle and inspire you like nothing you’ve ever experienced. Let me ask you two simple questions,” Nebraska says. The way he says it, it reminds me of an announcer for one of those late-night infomercials.  
    “Oh…kay…” I answer haltingly. I’m not sure what to make of him. He’s funny and goofy, but I also get the impression that he’d jump in the middle of a fight just for the hell of it.
    “How good are you at bowling?”
    I let out a laugh. I suppose I was expecting something else, like breaking and entering or playing a game of double-dare across a four-lane interstate.
    “Oh dear,” Justin mutters.
    I look between the two friends. The taller of the two, Nebraska, is grinning like he’s high on excitement, and Justin, with his dark hair and dark expression, appears ready to enter a dungeon, never to see the light of day again. How could one suggestion garner such two opposite reactions?
    “I guess I’m all right at it,” I say. “What’s the second question?”
    “We need another person to even out the teams,” Nebraska says. “Got anyone in mind that might want to go?”
    “My roommate might be interested. Sounds like fun.”
    Justin shakes his head.
    “You’ve never been bowling with