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Miss Hillard turned pink. Even I could see that in the dimness of the gym. Cal looked at me and then he looked at Coach Mac. “Nah, Abby. They’re just friends. Miss Hillard is at Coach’s house every Friday night after the game.”
Coach burst out laughing. Miss Hillard elbowed him in the ribs. I rolled my eyes at Cal. “They’re dating Cal.”
“We are, Cal,” Miss Hillard agreed. “We keep it low key since we work together.”
“Wow, I had no idea.” He sounded dumbfounded.
“Abby has that sixth sense all women do, Cal.”
It was the casual way he placed his arm around her chair that made me think they were seeing each other. The comfortableness he had with her. The same way that Cal treated me.
Coach was smiling at Miss Hillard. “I go to everyone of Mac’s games,” Miss Hillard informed us. “Then I’m at the farm every Friday night. Nobody suspected until you Abby.”
“I’m a hopeless romantic. I love, love. I guess.”
Cal squeezed me harder. I knew what he was thinking. He wanted this to last beyond high school. Our feelings were intense. They were strong to us, but I didn’t know how this would work after graduation if our relationship lasted that long.
A slow song started. One that was beautiful. One of my favorites. I glanced slightly at Cal. Hoping he would ask me to dance. He didn’t notice. I didn’t want to ask him.
“Calvert, ask your girl to dance.” Coach had noticed me. He knew what I wanted.
“Coach, I may be good on the field, but I have two left feet,” he groaned.
“Cal, you can rock your ass back and forth now get out there with your girl. She wants to dance.”
He walked me to the middle of a pack of kids and took me in his arms. Cal looked so handsome in his suit. I told him so. “I’m uncomfortable,” he complained.
My hands slid up his biceps and clasped around his neck and he tugged me tighter to him. His forehead rested against mine. “I love you, Abby.” He kissed me beneath the sparkly lights hanging over our heads.
The school had gone all out. At my old school, we had no decorations except for a twinkling ball that spun around in the middle of the gym. We didn’t dress like this either just for Homecoming. This was more like a prom.
Cal stopped kissing me. “We need to just dance,” he informed me.
I gazed up at him. “Do you mind waiting?” I asked referring to our sex life or lack of one.
He kissed my nose. “I’ll wait forever Abby.” My eyes closed. “I’ve got a good thing. When you’re ready. I’m ready. I’m not one of those guys that thinks like Luke put out or I’ll find it somewhere else.”
I nodded and rested my head in the crook of Cal’s neck. He did what Coach told him. He rocked us in a slow, gentle circle. We were barely moving. His hands were clasped at the curve of my butt.
“I just want to be with you, Abby.”
I nodded my head against his chest. “I feel the same way, Cal.”
He kissed my temple and we rocked the rest of the song in the middle of the dance floor as if there was no one else but us.
Later, we sat at our table alone. Tyson joined us for a while. He and Cal talked next week’s game. I leaned into Cal with my shoes off, just enjoying the sound of the music.
The night was almost over. I decided to go to the bathroom. I excused myself. Cal offered to go with me. “I can go alone. Weren’t you just telling me in the car to spread my wings?”
“I was,” he agreed but I could see he was still concerned and wanted to protect me after last night.
“I’ll be fine.”
I headed out the gymnasium door to the girl’s bathroom. The halls were empty. Many kids had gone home or to someone’s house for an after-homecoming party. I slipped into a stall and hiked up my dress careful that none of it went into the toilet.
While I was fighting with the dress, I heard their voices. Distinctive and familiar. Snide and rude. I knew exactly who they were and that they had followed me in here on purpose.
“Did you see her dress?”
