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I eye his forearm, that keeps slowly sliding down the hard plastic of my chair. “My daddy said to keep your hands to yourself, Clark.”
“They haven’t touched you yet, Burrows. You’ll know when they are. And when I get you against me again, you’re definitely going to be saying yes to me when I take you on a good and proper date.”
“You seem to think very highly of your social status and how you can get everyone to bow down to your will.”
“How do you think I ended up where we are now? You keep runnin’ away from me, and why is that?” He quirks a brow at me. “I’m confused about what I ever did to you.”
“You didn’t do anything,” I claim.
“Then Harrison told you to stay away.”
“You want to talk about your rival? Let’s talk about him, shall we? When did this rivalry take place? How did it start? Did you guys get into a chick fight and suddenly start World War III?”
Asher’s immediate frown claims that he doesn’t want to talk about it as he pulls back to straighten his spine. “How do you not know this story?”
“Which one?”
“The one where he asked you out because I was about to. I literally had a huge bouquet of pink peonies with over a dozen donuts for you. I know you’d want the donuts over the flowers, but…I know they were your mom’s favorite flower.”
My heart literally slows painfully in my chest at the mention of Mom. She died three years ago from a brain aneurysm, and school has been a means to focus on something else other than the loss.
“When was this?”
Asher stares at me, his hazel eyes ping-ponging along my face, as if looking for the spots that would explain why I’m so confused and clueless.
“Shit, Mags…”
“Tell me,” I urge him, almost frantically.
I’m not sure why.
Maybe it would’ve changed things. Maybe it would’ve helped me better cope with Mom’s death because Harrison was worthless.
“It was the party after the Fall Festival at Galvin Tudor’s house. The one he has every year. I had this stupid little set up for you all done and demanded that everyone stay out of the damn house, so you weren’t embarrassed.” I quirk a brow. “The point of the party was the bonfire and the beach. They didn’t need to be inside.”
“That’s a little excessive.”
He shrugs. “I really don’t give a fuck.”
“So, you hate each other because he got to me first?”
“That…and the other thing.”
I cock my head to the side. “What other thing?”
“Do you live under a rock, Mags?”
I don’t take any offense at his smart-ass comment. “Yes.”
“You’re the one that broke up with him over it.” I blink at him because that doesn’t answer my question. At this point, the real reason why I broke up with Harrison could’ve changed eight times already through the school. “Your scholarship.”
My eyes practically bulge from my head. “Excuse me?”
Asher’s face twists into pure confusion and awe of my ignorance. “When you broke up with him the second time…he threatened your scholarship if I didn’t stay away from you. He knew I would make a move. I thought that’s why…he got put on a warning when your dad went to the financial office.”
My heart literally slows painfully in my chest. “What are you talking about?”
Asher runs a large hand down the side of his face and groans, “Mags…baby, please don’t make me tell you anymore. Ask your dad.”
