Page 99 of On His Team

She looks up at me.

I put the bottle down. “What did you want me to say?”

“I don’t know.” She folds her arms. “Do you have something to say now?”

I think about it.

Actually think.

Not because I’m trying to make her wait. I genuinely don’t know what the answer is supposed to be.

Do I have a crush on Gianna?

I don’t know.

That word doesn’t feel right.

Do I like being around her?

Yes.

Do I think about her?

Apparently constantly now.

Do I want her to leave when she’s here?

No.

Do I want her closer when she’s sitting next to me?

Yeah.

And there is one other thing that has been bothering me for two days.

I look at her mouth.

She notices. Her lips part slightly. That answers something.

“I keep thinking about kissing you,” I say.

Her entire face changes. “That’s not––”

“It’s what I’ve got.”

She stares at me, then lets out a quiet laugh. “That’s extremely inconvenient.”

“Why?”

“Because now I’m thinking about you kissing me.”

I step closer.

Her eyes widen, not scared, just aware.

“How long?”

She knows exactly what I mean.