Page 99 of Level Up for Love

“I’m so sorry, Wesley.”

“It’s okay. I was so little I don’t even remember them.” He looks sidelong to me and smiles a bit. “It’s okay. You can ask.”

“What happened?”

“It was also a car accident.” He must see the horror on my face, because he quickly jumps in to clarify. “Not…not like yours. It was late, and Mom fell asleep at the wheel while they were coming to pick me up from a weekend at Gran’s. Swerved and hit a tree, and—that’s it.”

“That’s it,” I echo hollowly.

He exhales a quick laugh. “It is funny, though. Gran and Grandpa told me my dad liked games, too. Gave me all of his old comic books and nerdy magazines when they thought I was old enough. I think Gran still has some of his early-edition D&D books tucked somewhere in my room.”

My hands tighten on the steering wheel in mock fury. “And you didn’t show me?”

I shoot an affronted glance at Wesley, though my expression softens as soon as I see the sparkle in his eyes.

“Maybe next time,” he murmurs.

Next time.

As we continue up the mountain and fall into a companionable silence, I try not to notice how comfortable I feel with the chillhop music playing in the background and Wesley’s broad palm tucked between my thighs.

I could get used to this, I think.

And that’s what scares me the most.