“Okay.” But there’s a glimmer in those dark eyes.
I huff out a sigh. “I was going to tell you how good you were today, but now I’m not going to.”
His smirk widens. “I think you just did.” I huff and turn to the window. “What are you doing?” he asks with humor in his voice.
“Ignoring you.”
“Got it.” His voice is suddenly closer, and it sends a shiver down my spine when he speaks. “Are you planning on ignoring me all the way back to campus?”
I ignore the shiver. “Planning on it.”
He chuckles darkly, and I force myself not to let it affect me. “Thanks for letting me hitch a ride,” I hear him say.
“You’re welcome,” Zane says from the front seat. “Good game.”
“Thanks. Thought it was going to be tighter than it was. We’re happy with that win, though. We needed it.”
I can’t help it; I turn around. “That’s because you haven’t beaten Alabama on their home turf until tonight.”
Slater smirks. “You’re right, Shorty.”
I glare at him. “I hope you fall asleep.”
His eyebrows rise. “Why?”
“So, I can draw on your face with a permanent marker.”
I hear Quint snort out a laugh, but I ignore it. “You carry around permanent markers for drawing on people’s faces?” he asks.
“Only everywhere I go.”
“All right. I guess I won’t be going to sleep then.”
“I guess not.” I huff and turn away from him, but I can’t quite hide my smile. Teasing and going toe to toe with Slater Thorne might just be my new favorite hobby. Well, after watching him tear it up on the soccer field, of course.
Chapter 10
Tessa
“You hungry, Slate?” Zane calls back from the front.
“Starving.”
“We’ll find something on the way,” Zane says and turns to Evie.
“I’m on it,” she says. “All right. Taco Bell, Subway, Sonic, Waffle House, Bojangles, Chick- fil-A, Shake Shack.”
“What do you want?” Slater asks me.
“I’m not the one that just played a game.” He’s still watching and waiting. “I’d choose Subway or Chick-fil-A; you can get something kind of healthy-ish there. That way you don’t throw up back here after eating something like Taco Bell.”
He smirks. “Not a fan, I take it.”
“Oh, I love Taco Bell; I just wouldn’t want it after a big game with all that running.”
“The way you said that sounded like you hated it. So which part do you hate—the big game or the running.”
“Oh, definitely the running; I love watching the game. I just wouldn’t want to play.”
