It makes me wonder what happened in his life during all the years we spent apart.
How was college?
Did he have a girlfriend there?
What was the lacrosse team like?
What did I miss out on by staying behind?
I’m lost in my thoughts when the beep of the timer pierces the air, bringing me back to reality.
Landon strides over and lifts the heating pad, laying it on the end of the table. “I’ll walk you out.”
Sloane shoots me a wink as I wave goodbye, and the cool air hits my skin as I step through the door. Sucking in a lungful of the salty scent, I blink up at the sky. Pretty hues of pink and orange swirl together as the sun makes its descent.
“That house is all you have left of your parents,” Landon says.
I nod, keeping my gaze focused on the sunset.
Those keen eyes of his continue staring at me, demanding to know what I’m thinking.
“I never went away to college like you did.” I turn to face him. “Maybe I shouldn’t keep the house so I can move somewhere else. Leave this place and travel. See the world.”
His eyebrows lift. “Is that what you want to do? Get out of town?”
I shrug, and my neck doesn’t hurt as much as it did before. “Neck feels better.”
“Glad I could help.” He clears his throat. “I could also help with the house, you know.”
“You don’t have to do that.” I dig into my purse for my keys. “I’ll figure it out on my own.”
“Doesn’t have to be like that.”
I roll my lips between my teeth. “I prefer it that way.”
“Yeah, I remember.”
My eyes flick away from his accusatory gaze. “See you at practice tomorrow.”
Landon stands on the sidewalk watching me until I pull away.
Chapter 14
Landon
“Damn,I forgot how nice this turf is.”
Quinn grimaces, sucking air through her teeth. “It really is.”
“Funny how the school doesn’t want pictures on the grass where we have to practice and play.”
“Gotta look nice for pictures.” She lifts her hand to shield the sun from her eyes. “Ainsley petitioned for a new field a couple of years ago, but it fell on deaf ears.”
I shake my head, scanning the field for her. “We should try again.”
Quinn nudges me with her shoulder. “Try asking Mrs. Brennan.”
I slap my palm against my chest, feigning offense. “Are you suggesting I pimp myself out for the team?”
