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“Oh, yeah? Why aren’t you getting a scholarship?”
“I don’t think that’s really any of your business.”
He shrugged and backed up to lean against the steel beam supporting a roof over the walkway. He took another drag and blew out smoke rings. “My sister was a dancer.”
His sister. Nick had told her Tyler’s sister had died in the rock quarry years ago.
“A singer, too,” said Tyler. “She was always on my parents to let her move to New York after graduation.”
Quinn wanted to snap at him, something like, So she couldn’t wait to get away from you, either? But his voice held this odd note that she couldn’t identify. Not quite sadness, but something close. Resignation, maybe. She didn’t want to mock it.
“Full of piss and vinegar,” Tyler said. “She’d probably laugh her ass off to hear you talk to me now.”
“I’d probably like her.”
“Maybe.” He crushed out the end of his cigarette and glanced down at hers, hanging abandoned in her hand. “You going to let that burn away to nothing?”
She quickly took another draw. Too fast. Smoke flooded her lungs and she choked hard, fighting for air.
“Sit,” said Tyler, plucking the cigarette from her fingers.
“Breathe.”
She sat and tried to inhale while tears streamed from her eyes.
He dropped onto the curb beside her.
“All talk,” he said. “Should’ve guessed.” Then he took up her cigarette and smoked it himself.
Quinn stared at him, confused by this sudden intimacy.
“Seriously,” he said suddenly. “What’s with the lurking behind the 7-Eleven last night?”
She shrugged and looked out at the dark parking lot.
“Homeless?” he asked, his voice matter-of-fact.
“No,” she snapped.
“Do those Merrick morons know you’re out here?”
Those “Merrick morons” probably thought she was out with Nick. “What do you care?”
“So that’s a no.” He snorted, blowing smoke. “Not surprised that one of those idiots can’t take care of a girlfriend.”
Like Tyler could? “I bet they’ll be disappointed they don’t live up to your standards.”
His voice turned dark. “They know what I think of them.”
“No kidding.” She held up her arm. “I got a firsthand demonstration, you ass**le.”
He rounded on her so fast that Quinn almost fell back on the step. He was right in her space. “You think you know what you’re talking about? You don’t know shit. You have no idea what they’ve done to me.”
Quinn punched him in the chest, giving him a solid shove.
“Maybe they did, but I never did anything to you. Back off.”
When he didn’t move, she put her face almost against his and reinforced her voice with steel girders. “Back. Off.”
