Page 92 of My Brother's Enemy
She was too…something. I didn’t know. Closed off? No. That didn’t feel right. I couldn’t tell.
I took her hand in mine and sat on the edge of the bed. “I can stay? Fuck what Coach says. No one will know. Maybe I should stay.” The more I said it, the more right it felt.
I regretted that I’d even said I was leaving in the first place.
“Let me stay.”
She blinked again and shook her head, her hand cupping the side of my face. It was such a gentle touch. “You were right the first time,” she said. “We shouldn’t sleep together. Further complicates things."
I frowned. My gut screamed that I shouldn’t walk out that door. “Rain? What just happened?”
She smiled. “Nothing happened.” After a moment, it bloomed over her face, filling her up.
My chest eased.
She shoved me, grinning. “Leave before I change my mind.”
I stood. “Are you sure, though?” I was still tense. Something still didn’t feel right.
She harrumphed a laugh. “Go. I’ll see you on the plane.”
Right. I started for the door but paused before opening it.
Looking back, she yawned and her whole body stretched. When she finished, her grin turned sleepy.
I made sure I had everything before reaching for the door handle. “Tomorrow.”
She waved at me. “Ugh. Just go. We don’t need to do a whole Minnesota goodbye. I’ll see you tomorrow. Text me in the morning.”
That helped push away the last of my uneasiness, and I sent her one last grin before slipping out into the hallway.
Checking my phone on the way to my room, I found a text from Zoey.
Zoey: Isn’t this your friend? The shrink mom mentioned?
Oh no.
I clicked on the TikTok link.
My heart sunk.
55
RAIN
I’d been getting weird looks all morning when I got on the plane. I just kept ignoring them.
The team was… I didn’t know. I couldn’t explain their weirdness. But there had been odd looks from some of the hotel staff too. And now the assistant coaches seemed uncomfortable as I took my usual seat.
I shifted around. “What?”
They shared a look before Marken, the goalies’ coach, leaned forward. “Have you been on your phone this morning?”
“No. It died last night. I forgot to charge it. Why? What is it?”
They glanced at each other again.
“What?” I was getting impatient.Fine. I pulled out my laptop. I’d look myself.
