Page 46 of My Heart to Keep
Somehow I got the feeling he knew. “Was it you? Rumor is your sister was behind the prank.”
He cupped my elbow and guided me out of the way of the group of boys who were headed in our direction.
I shivered, but not in delight, as I shrugged out of his hold.
“Sloane is not my sister. My dad and her mom are kicking it in the bedroom.” He waggled his eyebrows, raking his gaze over me.
I seriously needed a shower. “You didn’t answer the question.”
One of the dark-haired boys in the group flicked his head at Trevor. “Hey, man.”
Trevor barely acknowledged him before he regarded me. “Did you ask her?”
“She wouldn’t tell me if she did.” It was a waste of time to ask Sloane anything. I thought by now the rumor mill would be rife with news of who unleashed my sweet pigs into the school. But no one was talking or whispering or anything. It was like the pig prank had never happened. “I gotta run. Nice chat.”
A tall brunette bounced down the hall, gunning for Trevor. Her high ponytail swung like Apple’s tail when she was excited to see me. “Trev, are we on for after school?” She was the girl I’d seen him making out with.
I hurried off, my legs moving as fast as they could.
“Hey, Claire. I’ll text you. I’ve got practice first.” Trevor hustled up to my side. “Would you reconsider tutoring me?”
I snorted out a laugh. “What happened to Elise?”
“She’s all over the place in her explanation of a function and a theorem. I’m having a hard time. I hear you’re the best.” His tone was serious, and he sounded desperate.
A pang of guilt zipped through me. Maybe I had him pegged all wrong. Maybe he was just a good guy with a fake bully exterior, or maybe he just wanted attention. “Who told you that?”
“Coach Dean.”
I was flattered Coach thought highly of me. He had asked for my opinion on occasion when he needed a teenager’s advice about something. “I see.”
“He told me to ask you.” Trevor said.
Great!The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint Coach. After all, he was Daddy’s best bud and Maiken’s former coach. “My boyfriend used to play for Coach Dean.”
“I heard. I guess Sloane has the hots for your boy’s sophomore brother. I don’t get it.”
I did. Marcus might be an ass, but he was handsome. “Have you met Marcus?” I didn’t know when he would have, since Marcus was at the academy with Maiken. Sure, he could’ve come home, but if Marcus did, then Maiken would too. Unless Marcus was skipping school, which was more of a possibility than anything.
“I have. Kind of a tool if you ask me.”
I giggled. Then realized I was laughing with him.Shame on me.I didn’t exactly get along with Marcus, but I shouldn’t be laughing at Maiken’s brother.
“That’s a pretty sound,” Trevor said. “You should laugh more.”
I came to an abrupt stop outside the library. “Did you just compliment me?” I asked for nothing more than to convince myself a bully was capable of being nice.
His features pinched. “Why? You don’t like compliments?”
I sighed. “In one breath, you’re a bully, and in the next, you’re nice. I guess I’m not sure if you want me to help you or if you have something else in mind.”
His lips curled slightly at the edges. “Something else sounds good, wild one.”
I shuddered. His pet name for me made the hairs on my arm stand at attention. “Why are you calling me wild one? It’s awful. Don’t you have a better pickup line?” Maybe I should give him lessons on manners. “Don’t answer that. Why are you behind in your classes?”
He paled and tensed. “Not up for discussion.”
“Sorry, Trevor. I don’t have time.” I pulled open the door and went into the library.
