“You dated a football player?”
“Date is a strong word. And it obviously didn’t work out, and if I ever run into him, I’d rather drink dog barf than speak a word to that asshole.”
“That bad, huh?”
“That bad.”
I can’t help but let my curiosity get the best of me. I think it’s partially because I’ve spent so much of my life around Tate and Brinley that I was trained to getallof the information.
“I don’t mean to pry, but—”
“You wanna know who the guy is?” She squints at me, studying my face, but there’s a slight smile pulling at her mouth.
“I do.”
“Isaiah Walker.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“I wish I were kidding.”
“What—”
“I’m not getting into what happened.” She shakes her head. “I lived through the whole thing once; I don’t need to do it again. And we aren’t here to talk about me. We’re here to talk about you and how you’re gonna get the girl.”
“I don’t know,” I mumble. “I feel like we missed our moment. I think if we were to try something, everything would just fall apart.”
“Or you’d fall in love and live happily ever after.”
“I don’t know if I’m ready to risk everything to find that out.”
“What are we going to do with you, Fletcher?” Becca grabs her coffee, leans back in her chair, and sighs. “What are we going to do with you?”
Iheard you and Becca really hit it off.” Jax sits down in the corner of the couch.
Zeke and I are playingNHL 17for what feels like the first time in forever. I feel like Zeke and I have been constantly missing each other recently, so it’s nice to settle down and get back to how things used to be.
“I wouldn’t say that,” I respond, taking a shot at Zeke’s goal and missing.
“Marcus told me you two talked for hours.”
“Marcus was too busy swapping spit with Logan to even notice. We talked for maybe an hour.”
“You were with her the other day,” Jax argues.
The statement catches me off guard, giving Zeke the perfect opportunity to score.
“You were?” Zeke turns toward me, pausing the game.
“She’s a cool girl, but nothing’s going on there.”
“You’re hanging out with a girl, and you’re not sleeping with her?” Zeke tilts his head.
“I know this might be new information to you, Zeke, but you don’t have to sleep with every girl you encounter,” I begin.
“I don’t sleep with every girl I encounter.”
“Ember, Tate, and Brin don’t count.”
