A laugh rumbled free. “Sloane? The girl who doesn’t like Quinn?”
“That’s not the point,” Marcus said. “Quinn is tutoring Trevor. Sloane gets the impression he’s up to something with her.”
Quinn had told me she’d decided not to tutor him. I wondered if Principal Sanders had forced Quinn’s hand. “Like?”
“I don’t know. Neither does Sloane.”
Ethan waltzed in, sweaty and looking upset. He tore his T-shirt off and tossed it in the corner with the rest of his dirty clothes.
“What’s up your ass?” Marcus asked.
He grabbed his shower gear. “Jessica. She won’t stop texting and calling me.”
Marcus arched a brow. “I thought you liked her.”
I hopped off my bed. “I’ll let you two figure out girls. I need to call Quinn.” I also needed a private spot.
I inhaled the brisk night air two minutes later as I held the phone to my ear, waiting for Quinn to answer.
The grounds of the academy were desolate as curfew approached. The landscape lighting glowed along the path as I walked down toward the football field.
“Everything okay?” Quinn answered, sounding like she was yawning.
“I just wanted to hear your voice before I crashed for the night.” That was mostly true.
“Aw, I love you too. I was about to go to bed. It’s been a tense day.”
My blood gelled. “Something happen?”
“Not exactly. Tests, studying, chores, tutoring. You name it. Oh, and I… Never mind.”
I settled along the perimeter of the football field. The moonlight provided an ominous feeling, like the calm before the storm. “Quinn? Did Trevor do something to you?”
She sucked in a breath. “What? Trevor? Why would you ask me that?”
“Marcus came to me earlier. Sloane is worried about you helping him.”
“Oh my God. Seriously? Trevor is a nice guy. He needs to get his grades up.”
I scraped a hand through my hair. “I thought you didn’t want to work with him?”
“Coach Dean wants me to help him. Although I don’t think Trevor’s girl, Claire, wants me anywhere near him. She won’t leave us alone when we’re in the library. The other day, she dropped her thong on the table.” She giggled. “And Trevor took them and put them in his pocket.”
I rolled my eyes, even though she couldn’t see me. “How long have you been working with him?”
“A couple of weeks. Maiken, don’t worry, babe. It’s just tutoring.”
I trusted Quinn implicitly. However, I didn’t share her sentiment that Trevor was a nice guy. “Didn’t you tell me he gave you the creeps?”
She let out a breath. “Yeah, but I think I had him pegged all wrong. I think he was looking for attention.”
“Baby doll, I won’t hesitate to come home if he so much as tries anything.” I made a mental note to call Noah when I hung up with Quinn. He could keep an eye out since both of them played on the basketball team.
“Trevor isn’t going to do any such thing. I should get some sleep. Four a.m. comes super fast.”
“Before you go, you were about to tell me something.”
“It’s a surprise.” The sound of water running droned in the background.