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“You look damn good in it, Bryant.” “I bet you say that to all the girls who wear it,”
“You’re the only one who has ever worn my jersey.”
“It’s just for show, though,”
I was waiting for an adorable brunette who I couldn’t get off my mind.
“What are you doing here?” “Walking with you,”
“Are you done for the day?”
“Um, yeah—well, with classes.”
“And no work tonight.”
I was whispering in her ear. If she were to ask why I was being so touchy-feely with her, I’d chalk it up to putting on a show in front of campus because, after all, we were dating. But the truth was, I just wanted to touch her.
“Right. I’m off t...
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“How did you know?” “Because I pay attention,”
“You’ll cause more problems if you don’t listen to him.” “I can’t take a week off.”
“Sounds like someone else I know. Bye, Claire.”
“Thank you! I appreciate you taking a look.” His eyes slid to me. “No problem.”
“Hop on, roomie,” I said over my shoulder. “Theo. I can walk.”
And I couldn’t stop staring at her last night when she fell asleep beside me on my bed. I thought about just putting her in her own, but instead, I just lay there, looking up at the ceiling, wondering how I had gotten there.
The truth was, I liked her. I liked being around her. I liked watching her from afar. I liked that she was just as driven as me, and determined, and focused. I liked making her laugh, and I liked lying in my bed with her, watching Supernatural. I just liked being with her.
“Was I that heavy?” She frowned, taking my hand from behind her leg. “Your heart is flying. And here I thought hockey players had good stamina.” “You’re not heavy. That’s not why my heart is flying, Claire.” Don’t say it, Theo. Don’t say it. Do no— “And I have excellent stamina.” I paused, trying to make the next part of my sentence sound like I was joking, but deep down, I wasn’t. “Want me to show you?”
There was something about her having my last name on her back that made me wonder if my world could revolve around something other than hockey...like her.
“Is it weird that…I feel good?” She looked over at the ice bath in amazement and then back to me with wide eyes full of mirth and high spirits.
“I’ve never really analyzed the way jocks’ brains work—especially not someone like Ford.”
“You get five minutes in lukewarm water. Then, we gotta get you back to the dorms before Coach finds you here.” “Am I not allowed to be here?”
“No,” I answered. “I’m breaking all my rules for you, Bryant.”
I actually did bite my fist.
“What the fuck,” I mumbled, looking up at the ceiling. “She’s not really yours, bro.”
Crossing the line was a bad idea. I agreed with her. But with bad ideas came new opportunities.
The look in his eye every time his gaze found me was heart-stopping.
“Theo. It feels like you’re having a heart attack. What’s wrong?”
“This. This is what’s wrong!”
“Claire, since the first time I kissed you, I’ve had a really hard time thinking of anything but your mouth.”
“And your laugh. And…”
“And this body.”
“Th–Theo.” “I know it’s not a good idea,”
“But I’m not sure I can he...
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“Honestly.”
“I would rather get caught by Coach than stand here any longer because it’s fucking painful not to touch you, Claire. Fuck.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“What am I going to do with you, Bryant?” “What do you mean?”
There was a quick, jutting shake of Theo’s head that caught my attention, but I was too stuck to make any sense of it because the reality was…Theo’s words hurt. And they shouldn’t have.
entirely. “You mean something to me. I lied so he’d get out of here faster.” “But—” My lips grazed hers when I repeated myself. “It’s not fake for me, Claire. I think about you every second of the day. I wonder where you are, what you’re doing, how I can spend more time with you in between your busy schedule and my games…”
“And don’t even get me started on seeing you in my jersey.”
I’d fallen for my fake girlfriend was humbling, to say the least.
“I’m afraid.”
“Of me?”
“My mother warned me of guys like my father. Jocks. And even though you’ve proved you’re not what I thought you were, I don’t know if I can take another blow to my heart after Chad.” I’d never.
“If you give me a piece of your heart, I’ll keep it safe.”
“Don’t make me regret this, Theo.”
“God damn,”
“Theo.”
“That’s it,”
