Page 15 of Crossing the Line


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It’s what I do. Lie for a living, and lie to protect myself. It’s second nature at this point.

“Party tonight at our place!” Liam shouts. “Let’s kick off this season with a bang!”

The whole locker room erupts in cheers.

“I swear to god, if I find another couple fucking in my bed, I’m going to burn the damn thing,” Travis mutters.

“Don’t worry,” Liam chuckles. “If I see someone looking for a place to hook up, I’ll send them right to your room.”

“Fuck you.” He flips Liam off.

“Sorry, not my type. I like my guys with brown hair and big muscles.” He winks.

“I’ve got muscles, and my hair is like three shades darker than brown.” Travis frowns.

“Dude, why are you defending yourself to him? Do you want to hook up with him?” I ask.

“No,” Travis mumbles. “I’m just saying.”

Laughing, I shake my head and head for the showers.

“How was your day?” Taylor asks, throwing herself down on my bed.

Smiling, I move my textbook out of the way. “Good. Until practice that is.” I sigh, closing the book.

She rolls over on her stomach and looks up at me with curious eyes. “Spill.”

“No. It’s stupid.” I clear my bed off, shoving my school stuff into my bag.

“Tell me anyway.” She moves into a seated position, crossing her legs and waiting for me to talk.

“Bennett came by the football field today,” I begrudgingly admit.

“Okay...” she says slowly. “Not an uncommon thing since his dad is your coach.”

“Liam ended up talking to him.”

“Huh.” She frowns. “Why?”

“Guess he’s trying to get his ex back.” I roll my eyes.

Snorting, she shakes her head. “Not going to happen.”

“How do you know?” I frown.

“Because I’m friends with his bestie. You know this.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“We talk.” She shrugs. “And I happen to know Bennett can’t stand a cheater. What Liam did to him was fucked up, and he would never go back.”

Her words settle something inside me that I didn’t know needed reassuring.

“Whatever. Doesn’t matter.” I get up and go to my closet. Pulling off my T-shirt, I switch it out with another one.

“Clearly, it does if it bothered you. I thought you said you didn’t like Bennett anymore?”

“I don’t.” I turn to face her. “I haven’t in a long time. Doesn’t mean I want the guy to get back with a cheater, though.”