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.“Yeah?”“Do you think Tyler had fun playing with us?”“How could he not? You’re the coolest six-year-old I know.” The corners of my lips turn up.“Scoot over.”He lifts up the blanket, and my breath catches in my throat.He’s wearing Tyler’s hoodie.Pretending I don’t notice, I cover the blankets over us and try to ignore the smell of the sweatshirt and the way it makes my stomach feel.Josh lets out a big yawn.“Do you really think he’ll be there next week?“He said he would.And besides, you’re holding his hoodie hostage, right?” I run my finger along the hood.“He’ll be back.” He nods.“All right kid, back to sleep with you.” I give him a kiss on the forehead.“I love you more than summer.”“I love you more than football.” His eyes drift shut.“Wow.That’s a lot.”His breathing deepens, but I don’t leave.I lie next to him and watch his peaceful face, so innocent.Not only do I worry about my heart, I worry about his too.We’ve both lost someone so important.I really hope Josh doesn’t start depending on Tyler and expecting him to come around every weekend.Tyler seems like a nice guy, I’m sure he’d never hurt our feelings intentionally.It’s the unintentional stuff I worry about.It’s what the other people would do if they found out.My stomach lurches as I think about Brad just downstairs.He’s always been so big into the rivalry and dating your own kind.The glowing red numbers on the ceiling say it’s almost 9:00.I slide from the sheets and kiss Josh one more time on the forehead before I retuck him in.***I’m just climbing onto my bed when my phone goes off, making me jump about two feet in the air.The ringtone muffles between my hands, and I triple check my door to make sure it’s nice and closed.“Hello?”“Sam?” His voice slips through the line and sends shivers down my back.“Yep.Um… wassup?” I shake my head.Nice job, Sam.A deep chuckle vibrates in my ear.“I just got done playing Barbie Prom Date with my little sister.I went to Prom with Disco Ken.”“Wow.What color was your dress?”“Golden yellow, baby.Is there any other color?”“Um yeah, maroon red, baby.”Our laughter mixes together, a sound that sends my stomach free falling down the hill again.“Josh in bed?”“Yeah, I just checked on him.And guess what?” I sit up against my headboard and tuck my feet under me.“He’s actually wearing your hoodie to bed.Can you believe that? He went from barely touching it to sleeping in it.”His deep chuckle I’m starting to love slips through the receiver.“I’ll have him converted to a Trojan in no time.”“Not in a million years.” I shake my head even though he can’t see me.“We’ll see,” is his only response, but I can hear the smile in his voice.I can picture what his face looks like, gorgeous blue eyes and that sexy grin.“Still with me?” his voice tickles my ear, and I’m pulled out of my daydream.“Yeah, sorry.”“You were thinking about me, weren’t you?” he teases, but I answer with the truth.“How’d you know?”“I was kidding… but were you really?” His voice cracks.“Why would I fantasize about a Trojan wide receiver?” I tease.“I’m fantasizing about a Skyhawk red head.”“Really? Anyone I know?”“You might know her.”“She’d have to be crazy to get involved with a Trojan.”“Maybe.But she doesn’t strike me as someone who cares too much about that stuff.”“True.” I move my pillow to get more comfortable and scoot down a little in bed.“So… are you going to keep playing with Josh?” I wasn’t going to ask, but for some reason I just want to solidify seeing him again.“I said I’d be there, and I always keep my word.”“Always?”“Always.” He says it with conviction, like he knows I’m asking so much more with the question.“But I… uh… I don’t think I can…” He pauses making my heart sink to my feet.Doesn’t think he can… what?The phone fuzzes as he blows out a breath.“I don’t think I can wait till Sunday to see you again.”I hold back my squeal since it would send Brad barging in and say, “I don’t want to wait either.”“Will you come to my game on Friday? I won’t be playing, so if you don’t want to I understand, but I was thinking we could go out after.Maybe get something to eat? I know this great pizza place.”“I like pizza,” I say a little too eagerly.“Do you think I should wear Skyhawk red?”“I’d definitely be able to find you in the crowd then.So what classes do you have this semester…”***I scan the school parking lot before pulling in.I’m alone this morning since Brad wasn’t at my place when I woke up, so I texted him to make sure he was okay.He hasn’t answered, but that’s not completely out of the ordinary.My usual parking spot is empty, so I quickly maneuver my car into it.The engine quiets, and I gather my stuff together, but I don’t get out.I text Paige.U here yet?I didn’t get a chance to talk to her last night.I was on the phone till almost one in the morning.Just parked.Right behind u.After a glance in the rearview, I grab my bag and hop out.“Hey girly, what’s up?” she says when she reaches me.“I’m assuming since you never called me back last night, number eighty-eight called.”I texted her as soon as I got home from the park yesterday, since I had given him my number and she was all up in arms about it last Friday.“Your assumption would be correct.”“Spill the details,” she sort of sings at me as we make our way to first period.“What’s to spill?” I give her a little grin, and she glares at me.“Okay.We had a great conversation.Talked till late and he asked me out.”She bounces on her toes, making her brown hair fall in her face.“When? Where? What?”“Can you be a little quieter?” I laugh as a couple seniors give us bizarre looks as we pass.“Friday night.He wants to go to dinner after the game.” I let out a giant sigh.“And that’s where you come in.”She stops walking and turns to me.“Huh?”“I need you to cover for me.”Confusion clouds her eyes but then it clears up, and she nearly shouts her epiphany.“Oh! Because you want to go to a Trojan—”“Shh! Not so loud.”“Sorry.” She laughs and brings her voice down.“Okay, so what do you want me to say?”“That I’m with you.”“So I have to stay home this Friday night?” She somewhat pouts, so I give her my best please-do-this-for-me eyes.She shakes her head.“Fine,” she says on a sigh.“I hope you know what you’re doing, girly.If Brad knew—”“If I knew what?” Brad says, scaring the bajeeses out of me again.“Seriously, stop doing that!” I laugh and sucker punch him.He recoils as if I really hurt him when I barely grazed his t-shirt.“You left early this morning,” I say, turning the subject to him so fast he won’t prod about what Paige and I were on about.“Yeah.Needed a run.”He looks over his shoulder at a few teammates, red blush creeping up his neck.I narrow my eyes, because he’s full of shit, but the bell rings before I can ask him about it.He starts toward his class, but turns around and calls out, “Hey, you’re coming to the game Friday, right?”“Nope.We’re having a girls’ night.” I gesture to Paige who gives an exaggerated nod.Oh boy… “Besides, you’re not even playing.”“Still a bummer [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]