"Why? Don't think I can compare to Theo?"
I smile.
Walking out of the library, I ask the question I've been holding back.
"What happened to the laptop?"
He doesn't pause, doesn't flinch.
"Theo finally gave it back, and I deleted everything," he says. "All of it."
"When?"
"When you were recovering, and Theo and I were making amends." He looks at me. "I deleted all of it. Even the footage of you, alright? It's gone."
I look at him for a long moment. I think about what's changed in him, and I can't quite figure out when it happened or how. Just that it did.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I ask quietly, almost joking.
He picks me up without warning, throwing my legs in the air behind me. And I scream from the thrill of it, laughing as he spins me once before setting me down.
He kisses me. "Never been better."
I grab his face, still smiling. "I love you."
“I love you too.”
On the drive to get food, I tell him I went to hockey practice earlier this week.
"You still aren't playing?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "Not yet. But I should be back next week."
"Really?"
He nods, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing my knuckles. "Yes."
"That's great news."
I look out the window for a moment, then turn back to him. "What about the guy that wanted your position?"
"Silas?"
"Is he the last piece of the puzzle?" I ask, knowing that the night Theo broke in, there was a third person. It had to be him, and I know that Silas must've helped put Cody in the coma. "Is he going to be a problem?"
"No. He transferred."
I remain quiet. "Really?"
Cody looks at me and smiles teasingly. "Really."
I inhale. "Okay."
"He sold Beckett out," Cody says simply. "I don't play with people I can't trust."
I think about the specific irony of Cody Ravenshaw saying that sentence.
I don't say it out loud, but that’s all I need to know.
