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“Your turn.”
I sighed, and I shrugged.
“Honestly, I don’t have any plans as such. I don’t feel like I want to study anymore after school.” I dropped my eyes from his, not wanting to see the disappointment in his eyes. I found my lack of ambition embarrassing, but I preferred seeing where life would take me rather than planning out every detail.
“Really? I don’t suppose you’d want to just come with me and decide as you go? I know that’s selfish, but I can’t be without you.”
“I haven’t even considered tomorrow, let alone when I leave school. But that’s the best idea I’ve heard yet.”
He beamed at me as he squeezed my hand.
“It’s your life. Decide as you go; I like that.”
“God, I love you,” he smirked, kissing me lightly before speaking.
“Yeah, I’ve been called a god before.”
“Dick.” I laughed.
“That too.”
We both laughed as I jabbed him in the ribs.
“Both times by me.”
Thirty-One
Unusual
Bailey held his hands out behind him, and I held on in a monkey grip style as he guided me through the crowd of students in the hallway gossiping. Some were playing basketball in the hallway.
“You didn’t even reply to my text.” I pouted at Ray as she groaned.
“I was with your brother. I tried to hide the text before he spotted it!” She glared at me, and I grimaced.
“The cons of dating my brother.”
“Practically the only one.” She cocked her eyebrow at me, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. She nodded at Bailey and then pointed to her ring finger, her eyes curious. I shook my head furiously at her as she tilted her head in amusement.
Bailey pulled me towards him, pushing me up against the locker. Ray moved past us, heading for hers, trying to avoid the PDA that Bailey seemed to do regularly.
“I’m so fucking into you,” he murmured as I laced my fingers around his neck, allowing his lips to press hard on mine. His tongue demanded access until a voice interrupted us.
“Dude, we need to talk.”
Bailey sighed as he turned to see Chase standing with a look of concern on his usually relaxed face.
“Can’t you see I’m a little busy right now?” He retorted as I squeezed his shoulders.
“I’m sorry, but this is important.”
For once, there were no snide remarks, no insults. I knew Bailey and Chase had lost their intense friendship level when they’d made a bet about me, but they were still friends.
“How far is she?” Bailey asked bluntly as Chase glanced at me. Then, reading his expression, Bailey sighed. “She knows.”
Chase nodded, swallowing hard as he leaned in.
“She’s missed one period. So I don’t know? Not far?”
