Page 44 of What Are the Chances
The music returned to a normal volume and the lights brightened as the warm-up closed off and the players got ready for the game.
Unlike Parker who was in a state of blindness when it came to my past, Marnie and Brooklyn were well versed. When Will’s name and face were cast on the jumbotron as one of the starting Phil-U players, Brooklyn jabbed my ribs.
“He’s aged well.”
Didn’t I already know it.
I anxiously glanced at Phil-U’s bench. The players that weren’t starting were filling it up, making it impossible to see the coaching staff. I let out a sigh of relief.
“How did Tanner bribe you into coming tonight?” Marnie asked, jokingly.
“No bribes. He played the guilt card instead.”
Marnie grimaced. “Have you seen your dad yet?”
“Nope. And let’s keep it that way.”
She tilted her head in affirmation. “I’ll be on the lookout. No exes or dads.”
If only she’d been on the lookout for me earlier today. I still hadn’t fully grasped that I’d slept with Will. But my god, it had been so good. The ache between my thighs was a fiery reminder. It was like no time had passed. The same level of comfort was still there, and there was no awkwardness trying to learn each other’s bodies.
Marnie shifted in her seat to face me. “What was that look?”
Heat crept up my cheeks. “What look?”
“The look you got when I said no exes.”
Stupid psych major. It didn’t help that she’d known me since we were kids. We’d always been at different schools, but we’d trained on the same track and field team my father had managed to get me into. It was elite and prestigious, way more than my mum could afford on her own.
As much as I wanted to pretend what had occurred between Will and me hadn’t happened, I couldn’t. I was about to implode. I needed to share the burden with someone.
“I kind of relapsed today.”
Brooklyn arched an eyebrow in question. “Relapsed?”
“With Will.”
The look of surprise on each of my friends’ faces was palpable. I got it. I really did. I’d surprised myself too. And I was surprising myself for wanting a repeat. If Will suggested it, I don’t know if I’d have thewillpowerto say no – no pun intended.
But did that make me pathetic? He’d cheated on me. I should hate him.
“In a mixed-up turn of events, he ended up being one of the athletes who stepped in to help me. Then Parker started dating one of his best friends and we somehow got caught in the crossfire.”
I braced, expecting disapproval from my friends. They’d been the ones I’d spent the summer with after Will and I broke up. They’d seen my emotional downwards spiral, one that only got deeper when mum also began to spiral downwards.
“Are you getting back together?” Marnie pressed.
“God, no. It was a one-time thing.”
“And?” Brooklyn prompted.
I frowned. “And what?”
“How was it?”
My response was nothing more than the reddening of my cheeks because my brain was still too hung up on the two mind-blowing orgasms that I couldn’t answer her question tastefully.
Marnie snickered. “That good, huh?”
