Page 48 of Silent Count
CHAPTER
TWELVE
BO
The wayI run into the locker room once practice is over turns some heads for sure. I barely speak to anyone when I shower and throw on a T-shirt and sweatpants.
As I’m rushing out the door to my car with my phone in hand, ready to call Chelsea, Casey calls out to me, “Yo, Callaway! Where you running to like your ass is on fire?”
A few of the guys standing around laugh and chime in.
“Only one thing other than football that can make a man run like that. Pussy!” Trevor Diaz, one of our linemen, shouts.
I roll my eyes and shake my head, but keep walking. I hold up my middle finger as I walk out the door. Seconds later, my phone buzzes, and I look at it to see a text from Casey.
Casey: Seriously, where are you going?
Bo: Dinner
Casey: At home?
Bo: No
Casey: Bro, just tell me.
Bo: Chelsea’s
Casey: Duuuude. Good for you, man. Don’t forget to wrap it up. You don’t want to pull an Archie.
I roll my eyes but laugh. Archie has a great life and loves his wife and daughter. Not that I would want that right now, but he regrets nothing.
When I get to my SUV, I toss my duffel bag in the back seat next to my backpack that I dropped off earlier. Just as I’m getting into the driver’s seat, my phone rings. It’s my dad. If I don’t answer now, he’ll probably try calling again later, and I really don’t want to talk to him while I’m hanging out with her.
“Hey, Dad. What’s up?”
“Bo. How was practice?” he asks, and it surprises me because he never calls to ask about practice.
“It was good. Thanks.” Silence stretches. “Is everything okay?”
He sighs. “Do you have a girlfriend?”
I bark out a laugh. “What? Why?”
“I have a photo here of you kissing a girl’s hand outside of the library, and it definitely looks like you’re more than friends, Bo.”
What the actual fuck? That was hours ago, and he already knows?
“Who took a picture of me? What, do you have spies on campus?” I say, even though it sounds preposterous.
My dad’s a judge, not the CIA.
“There are a lot of people on campus in my Rolodex.”
“Dad, no one uses the termRolodex?—”
“Bo, straighten up. I thought we agreed on no distractions. This is a big year for the two of us.”
“Us? Last I checked,Iwas the one up for the draft. You have a big announcement or something?”
