I nod my thanks.
I pass Silas and Fletcher, who’ve trapped the fuckwank against the building and are asking how he likes being trapped by someone bigger than he is.
They won’t hurt him.
Just gonna teach him a lesson.
Especially since Goldie’s watching from the door.
She makes eye contact with me. “You okay?”
I look back at the maze, where no one else is leaving yet. “Guess we’ll see.”
36
Ziggy
Yep.
That went as poorly as I expected it to.
“Ziggy, I just don’t understand.” Mom’s wringing her hands. She’s literally wringing her hands. Who does that? “You knew you weren’t supposed to fraternize with the players.”
We’re in the parking lot.
Holt’s car is gone.
Everyone else’s is still here because the banquet must go on.
Without the team captain.
With most of the guys on the team completely grim-faced.
And I’d expect the sponsors and distinguished guests inside aren’t entirely sure what’s happening either.
I don’t bother tellingMom the whole story.
What’s the point?
“Why not?” I say instead. “Why can’t I? He’s an adult. I’m an adult. We made an adult decision to see each other. And that should be the end of the discussion.”
“Sweetheart, you’re in a delicate position, and your hormones?—”
“Donottell me that I’m in no position to decide that I want to date just because I’m pregnant. You didn’t have any problem with the idea of me dropping thousands and thousands of dollars on a house while I’m hormonal, but spending time with someone who likes and respects me is too far? Would you like to lock me in a room and make sure that I don’t see anything sad on TV or hear any shocking news and watch over my delicate constitution too? Or maybe, Ms.It’s Fine To Set My Pregnant Daughter Up With Kyle, you’re being an ass about me making my own decisions.”
I feel like a brat. Like I’m back in puberty, unable to control my mouth.
But I didn’t do anything wrong.
Wedidn’t do anything wrong.
Mom blows out a sigh.
I’m very, very familiar with that sigh.
It’s a sigh I heard many times when I was in puberty.
Hormonal. Moody. Unpredictable.
