Page 53 of What Are The Odds?
“Are you free tomorrow night, Stella?”
Stella tilted her head to the side. “Before I answer, what are you suggesting?”
“A night at Lastlings.”
“Lastlings?” Grace asked, stuffing her book with Ryker’s stupid notes into her bag.
“The sports bar near campus,” I answered. “It’s where I unofficially met you.”
“Oh,” Grace said, recognition dawning. “I remember.”
“Can you get Ryker to meet us there? One of the guys on the team works on Wednesday nights. I’ll get him to fire up an AFL game. We can make a night of it.”
“Huh,” Stella mused. “Sounds fun.”
I beamed, triumphantly. Crisis averted.
30. We’re hanging out
Grace.
“I hate you,” Stella stated simply as she greeted me outside.
Shutting the Uber door behind me, I gaped at her.
“Why?”
“Because you’re dressed likethatand you still look good.”
I scoffed. That was being generous. I’d come straight from practice. Coach had booked me extra pool time for a one-on-one session. I was dressed in grey track pants, my brother’s grey hoodie, an oversized grey jacket, and long white socks with white sneakers. I wasliterallyfifty-shades of grey. I hadn’t thought my outfit through when I stuffed it in my bag this morning. I’d left my dorm before the sun rose. Now it had well and truly set, and I was nowhere close to being able to go home. I tucked my damp hair over my shoulder. Ava was dressed in tight jeans and a fitted knit, with knee high boots. I’d clearly missed the memo.
“I thought this was a sports bar.”
“A sports bar filled with hockey and football players,” she retorted. “There was no way I was letting an opportunity like this go.”
“Wait, what do you mean the bar is filled with players?”
“Both your boys showed up with their teams.”
“They’re not my–”
“Save it, Grace. It’s a pissing contest in there. You can’t kiss the captain of the football team then sleep with the captain of the hockey team and not expect them to swing their dicks around.”
“I haven’t slept with Levi.”
“Yet.”
I didn’t have a counter argument. I wasn’t sure where Levi and I stood. I’d been at a loss when my brothers asked me yesterday, and again when I spoke to them today. Not to mention Levi was confusing as hell. I was okay with the notion he didn’t do girlfriends. But I didn’t expect two people who weren’t dating to kiss publicly before class.
“Can we go inside now?” I asked.
Stella led the way. Lastlings was filled with college students. Every table was occupied and there was a long line at the bar. On the largest screen on the wall of TVs was a sport I recognised well. Levi’s teammate had come through.
“Hughesy, over here.”
Tripp waved me over to his table. It was directly in front of the screens.
“I’ll meet you over there,” Stella shouted. “I’m going to find Ava.”
