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“Yeah, well, I didn’t ask you.” I stormed from the room with him hot on my heels.
“Don’t tell me you actually like her?”
“Doesn’t matter.”
It didn’t.
She was Coach Ford’s daughter.
Off-limits.
But it didn’t mean I liked hearing him talk shit about her.
“Oh, hey, Kaiden.” Lindsey and two of her friends appeared. She wrapped a possessive hand around my arm. “I was just talking about you.”
“All good I hope,” Bryan said around a shit-eating grin.
“Of course. You know the pep rally is coming up on Friday which means we’ll be assigning rally girls to each football player.”
“You guys do that?” Bryan’s eyes almost popped out of his head.
“Well, not officially, Principal Kiln frowns upon it.” She leaned in closer as if she was about to share the secrets of the universe with us. “But unofficially, we take our roles as rally girls very,veryseriously.” Lindsey made a show of licking her lips. “See you around, guys.” Motioning for her friends, they all took off down the hall.
Bryan flopped against the locker bank, clutching his chest. “If you don’t tap that, I will die a slow, painful death. She’s sex and sin all wrapped up with a pretty little bow.”
“Not interested.” I shook my head.
“Thatch, you’re killing me here. Do you have any idea how much I’d give to have a girl like that offering it up to me on a platter?”
“So,youbang her.”
“But she doesn’t want me, dude. She wants a piece of the Thatchman.” He tapped me on the chest. “And imagine Monroe’s face when he hears you’re banging the hottest girl in school. Taking his position and his girl… he’ll fucking hate it.”
“What’s happening?” Gav strolled up to us.
“Just trying to convince Thatch to take what Lindsey is offering.”
“That girl has trouble written all over her.”
“Uh, yeah, that’s the point.” Bryan gawked at him.
“Speaking of trouble…” Gav flicked his eyes down the hall to where Jenson Monroe and his guys were making their way toward us.
“Thatcher,” he said, coolly. “All set for Friday?”
“Friday?” I took the bait.
“Yeah, the pep rally. You can hold my helmet while I stand beside Coach and get the crowd pumped.”
“I heard Coach is going to announce the starting lineup for the game against Marshall Prep Friday too.” Bryan smirked. “So maybe you’ll be the one holding Thatcher’s helmet while he steals your team right out from under you.”
Anticipation crackled in the air as Monroe snarled, stepping up to Bryan. “What the fuck did you just say?”
“You heard me.” Bryan didn’t miss a beat, squaring off with the Raiders quarterback. “Go on, Monroe. You know you want to.”
Jenson’s teeth ground together as he clenched his fists at his sides. I shifted closer to Bryan, ready to intervene if necessary. It was one thing to push each other’s buttons, but I wasn’t about to risk game time for this asshole.
“Bry,” I said. “He isn’t worth it.” Sliding my arm around his chest, I eased him away.
