Page 129 of We Shouldn't Be Together
“Whoa.” Tabitha gasps, pointing at the parking lot. “Why is Freddy’s car here?”
Drew catches the keys in the air. “He’s not using it right now.”
“Dad’s going to freak out on you.”
“Oh, please,” he replies snidely. “Dad’s finishing up at the hospital and then booking it to the game. He’s not gonna notice.”
“You wanna hope not.”
Drew’s eyes grow circular, and he grabs the underside of Tabby’s chin. “What happened to your face?” His concern heightens as he touches Tabby’s cheek. His fiery eyes swiftly lock my way. “Did someone hurt you?”
Tabby pushes him away. “Kai sure as heck didn’t.”
Drew turns back to his sister. “But someone did?”
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“I want a name.”
Her eyebrows lift as she clicks her tongue. “I’ll give you one guess.”
Drew bares his teeth. “That witch Garcia is getting what’s coming to her.”
“Pfft," I mutter. “That’s stating the obvious.”
Drew folds his arms. “You knew Camila hit Tabitha?”
“Yeah, I found her at school after it happened.”
Tabby gently touches her brother’s forearm. “Kai’s my friend. He helped me.”
Drew unravels his arms and questions, “I thought you two hated each other?”
Tabby sniggers, sending a wink my way. “Gosh, Drew you are so behind the times.”
“I asked you if he was your boyfriend,” Drew says, “and you said no.”
“Well, he wasn’t then,” Tabby says in an airy voice. She then giggles, eyeing me nervously. “And we still don’t have a label.”
Dang it. I feel my face heat.
“Man, you’ve got it bad,” Drew says, giving me a once-over.
Rubbing the back of my neck, I blurt, “I don’t hate your sister.”
Drew smirks. “Cool.”
Tabby nudges her brother. “Stop staring him down. Can you give us a ride home?”
“He’s coming home with us?” Drew questions.
“No,” Tabby and I say at once.
Tabby giggles and continues with, “Can you give Kai a ride to his house and then drop me at home?”
Drew shrugs, jingling Freddy’s keys. “Smart. Dad’s not his biggest fan.”
Understatement.
