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Trey and I were on the same team, which helped cool things between us, at least a little bit.
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I went straight home after practice while Trey headed to an evening class he had once a week. Teddy and Brian were not in the living room, which surprised me.
On the way upstairs to my bedroom, she sent another text message.
You okay? What’s up?
I ignored that one too, determined to concentrate on football above all else. If Brooke cared for me, she would understand slowing down our relationship. It had been charging forward at an almost reckless pace. As I fell asleep, thoughts of her would not go away.
SEVENTEEN
Brooke
Why hadn’t he answered? The thought stuck with me through all my classes the next day. After the last one, I went to the stadium, hoping to catch him at practice. When I approached the field, I saw Austin standing on the sidelines with his helmet off.
I walked over to him. The smile slid off his face when he saw me heading his direction. He glanced around then stepped forward to meet me before I reached him. Other players on the field weren’t paying attention to us. While I hated to bother him, we had to talk.
“Brooke,” he said, stopping in front of me. “What are you doing here?”
“You haven’t been answering your phone. I don’t have time to fool around. If you’re dumping me, be a man about it and say something.”
I placed my hands on my hips. He put his hand on my arm.
“Let’s go talk about this off the field.”
“So you are ashamed of me?”
“You’re acting like a child right now.”
“Oh? I’m acting like a child?”
“Yeah,” he said quietly, glancing around again. “Let’s go over here and talk.”
“We can talk here,” I insisted.
He sighed.
“Fine. I’ve heard you’re sleeping with Trey too. Is that true?”
“What are you talking about? That’s crazy.”
“You two have a secret between you. I’m not an idiot. I can figure it out.”
“This is why you haven’t answered my calls or texts?”
“I’ve been busy too,” he said defensively. “Why don’t you tell me the secret?”
“You don’t deserve to know.”
“I don’t fucking care anyway,” he said, his voice rising.
“You’re being ridiculous! Listening to some stupid rumor!” I shouted.
Several players turned their heads. The coach did too.
“Come over here, Austin,” he yelled.
