Page 70 of All Too Well
He opens his eyes wide. “Aren’t we?”
Fools. They all are, but I really like these guys and see why they all get along so well.
“All right, explain how today works. Let’s say you beat the Swift-bees, then what?”
“It’s pretty easy. We play them, win, and go on. We have three games total, and if you lose two games, you’re out completely. We’ve never experienced that, so ...”
“I forgot, you guys are, like, ahugedeal in the Frisbee world.”
Miles grins. “We sure are, sweetheart.”
I laugh and shake my head. “You’re trouble.”
“You have no idea.”
Lachlan comes beside me. “Don’t you need to warm up?”
Miles salutes his friend. “Sure thing, coach.”
He heads over to the stretching section, and they all start to warm up.
“Shouldn’t you be joining your team?” I ask.
Lachlan clears his throat. “Someone has to make sure you’re not accosted.”
“By the feral Frisbee players?”
“The ones on my team, apparently.”
“What does it matter to you?”
He jerks his head. “What does that mean?”
Exactly what I said. Why is he worried about anyone talking to me? He and I aren’t together—we’ve never been. I’m at worst his best friend’s sister—at best, his friend. Neither of those titles gives him the rights to anything. Still, I’m pretty sure I know why, and while I’d love to push him and force him to say he wants me, I know Lachlan.
He won’t.
His deep issues regarding people choosing to leave him will never go away, and I’m not meant to stay.
“It means it really isn’t your business if someone does flirt with me. You had your chance to marry me after you kissed me, and you passed on it.”
“It’s a wonder why.”
“See! Even you get it. I’m happy to call the Admiral and let him know your hands touched my person.”
He rolls his eyes. “Heaven help me.”
“Yo, Lach! Let’s go. It’s time to show these Swift-bees it’s about to be a cruel summer.”
“That was just bad, Miles!” I call back.
“Really? I’ve been working on it for our trash-talking during the game. I thought it was a good one.”
I giggle. “Maybe start with asking if they’re ready for it!”
“Oh! Good one.” He puffs out his chest, showing off his black shirt with a snake on it.
Miles runs off and Lachlan lets out a deep sigh. “I regret this more than ever.”
