I smile politely at them, trying not to seem like an arrogant prick, but wishing I was alone with Lily.
I had to make sure she was okay.
She rolls her eyes at me, probably thinking I’m way too dramatic.
I’ve seen how aggressive these games and some fans can be, sometimes leading to people being expelled who go way too far.
“Yes, go to your team. We’ll meet up tomorrow. It will get late before you get back.”
I’m hesitant to leave her, but I also know I don’t have much choice.
She’s fully capable of taking care of herself as well.
I know that—she knows that.
Still, I’d like to take care of her when I can.
Right now, though, I’m expected elsewhere.
I’m gaining attention from the people around us, so I do as Lily tells me, content with seeing her in one piece and in good spirits.
~
As the team bus nears the stadium, I get a text from Lily, letting me know she made it home safely.
“Crossed that line yet, Bennet?” Dean asks over my shoulder, looking at my text from Lily.
What a nosy bastard.
“No,” I mutter, typing out my response to her and hoping he’ll shut up.
No such luck.
“You could just talk to her brother. Maybe he’d understand.”
Dean shrugs beside me, and he makes it sound so easy.
Luke is a great guy, and I honestly don’t think he’d actually do anything to hurt me.
This is his sister, though.
That line, which Dean is asking about, is fading for each day I spend in her presence.
If Luke hadn’t called earlier, I would have kissed her. No doubt.
And then what?
I’m still no closer to a solution to my problem.
“I don’t know. What if he flips out, and I end up losing my best friend?”
“First of all, rude. I thought I was your best friend. Secondly, you don’t know that, and yeah, it may be a risk of him flipping out, but if you plan on going down that road with her, then it’s just a matter of time,” he says.
That’s the question.
Am I planning to go down that road with her?
I know every fibre of my body wants to.
