“Yeah, you’re getting the hang of it.” He motioned his head toward the table. “Now, do it again. Try the green on the left.”
I was just about to lean in when I heard Davis’s voice boom, “There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
“Oh.” I leaned my cue against the pool table. “I just stepped out for some air.”
“And ended up in the family room with Luke?” Anger marked his face as he grumbled, “How convenient.”
“Not like that,” Luke interjected. “She was feeling off and stepped outside for some air. I went to check on her, and when it started to snow, I brought her in here. Just giving her some time to decompress.”
“And you time to get in her pants.”
“We were playing pool, Davis, nothing more,” I hissed. “And you’re one to talk. You were too busy talking to your friends to even notice I was gone.”
“I was just having a couple of drinks. Unlike you, I was in a room full of people.”
“I’m not going to argue about this.” I turned to Luke and said, “Thank you for looking out for me and the game of pool. It was nice of you, but I think it’s time for me to call it a night.”
With that, I started for the door. I didn’t get far before Davis rushed up to me and grabbed me by the arm. “Just wait a goddamn minute.”
“What’s the point?” I glanced back at Luke, and he was pretending to put away our pool cues. “This isn’t working.”
“I don’t know,” he whispered. “I think it’s working just like I thought it would.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
He pulled me into the hall before whispering, “He’s into you.”
“He’s just being nice.”
“No, he wants in your pants. He always has.” He inched even closer. “I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist a chance to hit it.”
“Wait.” I clenched my jaw. “That’s why I’m here?”
“Well, yeah. The dipshit has always had a soft spot for you. Hell, he used to talk about you all the time. I knew it’d fuck him up to think you were with me, and I was right.”
“God, you’re a real asshole.”
“I did what I had to do, and it’s working… So, did he tell you something or what?”
“Tell me something about what?”
“Anything,” he hissed. “The club’s money. A safe. A pay day?”
“No,” I huffed with irritation. “Why would he?”
“To brag.” His eyes skirted over me. “He knows girls like you are impressed by shit like that.”
“He wasn’t trying to impress me. I already told you.” Anger started to boil inside of me as I repeated, “He was just being nice.”
“You can’t be that stupid.”
“You know what. I’m done with this.” I threw my hands up. “I want no part of whatever you’re doing.”
I turned and started walking away from him, but he quickly grabbed me and yanked me back. “You’re not going anywhere. You need me.Your sister needs me.”
“No. We’ll figure something else out.” I jerked free from his hold. “I don’t know what, but not this. I won’t do this. Not anymore.”
I bolted past him and down the hall.
