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HUNTER
We won.
I knew we would, but this has been an incredible night for the Rebels. Something happened to Roman; he’s a different person tonight. Might have been the smile he was wearing when the guys all commented on his hair and how wicked it looked. Or the person who did it for him made him smile that way.
I’d watched her earlier from where I sat inside at lunch. I don’t know if Mila realizes, but she bites her lower lip when she concentrates, and, hell, that destroys my concentration. I’ve seen her doing that a lot in art, and I have to readjust my cock each time. Hell, even now I’m getting hard just thinking about it. The teacher has commented that I’m behind in my work, but that’s because I’m too busy staring at a work of art.
Mila Hart.
Tonight, seeing her up there, cheering and screaming out to us, made me want to show off. She called my name. and I heard her over the rest of the crowd. I’d never run so fast in my life. I was worried I would miss the catch, but I caught it, digging my heels in and running for her. Getting the touchdown for her. I played better than ever, and it’s because she was there.
I know Roman played for her too. He might say he doesn’t want her, but I know he does. He wants her approval. He wants her to see him how she used to. Nothing’s changed for her either. She still watches him like she always did. Reading his face and body language and knowing what to say at the right time.
Jace, on the other hand, cocky bastard.
He changed when we got to high school. Freshman year, he shot up out of nowhere and decided to be the leader of our trio. I never fought for it. Mila had always been our leader. Wherever she went, we followed. No one ever called her that, but she was always the one who spoke up for us first. She was the first to get into fights to protect us.
So, when Jace claimed her spot, I didn’t give a shit. I was happy to go along with whatever he wanted, as long as I was having fun and getting pussy. I’d followed Jace and let him lead.
But, tonight, his passes were on point. His calls, everything. He didn’t miss a beat. If there were any scouts out there, I can bet they all wrote his name down. Roman too, even though he’s made it clear that college isn’t gonna happen. He plans to work at the tattoo shop with Ronnie after high school.
At least he can make that choice for himself. My dad’s still breathing down my neck about wanting me to go to Lakeview Prep. But as long as I keep my grade up, he can’t force me to move. We signed a contract.
Grady had an off night for the first time ever; he hasn’t been the same since we had our fight on Monday. I’m not sure if it’s Jace or all three of us he has a problem with, but he’s hardly spoken to us.
We’re almost back at school, and my heart is racing. I can’t wait to see Mila.
When she said she was going to be home alone, then not alone, I’d hoped she was trying to tell me something. Hell, she was flirting with me, but she had been all week. So, when I said I would meet her there, and she didn’t question it, I thought for sure she wants to be alone with me. Tonight is the night I’ll tell her I want to be more than friends.
God, I’ve never just wanted to be her friend. I have always wanted more. But now that the carrot has been dangled, I want to take a bite. Jace agreed on Monday that the pact is null and void. We just had to promise not to fight with each other when she picks one of us.
If she doesn’t pick me, I’ll be devastated. But I’ll try and be happy for whoever she does pick. Try…not to smash them in the face with my fist every day.
I made the rule that there’s no talking about it. If Jace gets her, I don’t want to hear how amazing her kisses are or how good she makes him feel. We all agreed on that. That’s how I know Roman isn’t over her; he wants to kiss her again.
He’s just scared. The fighting down at The Shed would have to stop if he did have her. The people down there are scary motherfuckers, and that’s no place for Mila. Hell, that’s no place for my friend, but I can’t stop him.
I saw her blush tonight when I blew her a kiss from the field. And every time I turned to look at her, she was beaming. It felt good to have her looking at me like that. Hell, I have wanted her since I was a kid. Now, tonight. It’s finally my chance. My chance to have her alone and tell her how I have fallen in love with her, again.
Not that I ever fell out of love with her. She might have broken my heart when she left, but that’s history now. I don’t want to waste time being upset over that. Hell, I don’t even care if I was the last one she kissed before she left. I want to move forward with Mila, and I hope this means she does too.
I haven’t said shit to the guys about where I’m going after the game. I’m hoping Jace is going to Zack’s party so he won’t see my car out in front of Mila’s. But I look down at the group message on my phone and realize Jace has started a new chat…with the four of us, called “blood friends.”
I run my thumb over my scar; there will only ever be four of us who understand what that means. It would be creepy for someone who didn’t know what that meant to see it.
Mila: Can you come over at 11:30? Dad’s coming home to get some stuff before going to Kate’s, and I don’t want to explain to him about the three of you staying over at my house.
The fuck?
Jace turns where he is seated next to me on the bus. “My parents will be in bed, but you can come hang in my room until then.”
I’m just…I don’t know what to think. He ignores my silence and glances past me across the aisle. “You too, Roman.”
This isn’t how I expected my night to go at all. All my plans have gone out the window. We’ve been in Jace’s room for about twenty minutes already, and I haven’t sat down. I’m trying to figure out how this is gonna work. How to play this out now that they’re both gonna be there.
Roman’s lying on Jace’s bed with his eyes closed and his hands behind his head. He still has the braids Mila gave him. I don’t think he will take them out until he has to wash his hair. He has a peaceful look on his face, and I can’t begrudge the guy for wanting to go over to Mila’s. Not when he has been more himself this past week than he has in four years.
Jace looks out the window again to see if James has left. He’s looked almost every minute. I can tell he’s eager to get over there, and it frustrates me. I can’t sit here and watch this. I pace beside the bedroom door.
