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“Oh!” she said, pulling back instantly and glancing down at said tits. “I’m so sorry. Sometimes they just get in the way.”
It was on my tongue, practically bungee jumping off to growl that Wes was gay and she was wasting her time… but I didn’t.
I’d never do that.
It was up to Wes who he told and when. Something that clearly had been taken away from him once already today.
Under the table, Wes hauled off and kicked me in the shin. I didn’t even flinch.
“All good here?” she asked.
“We’re good.” Wes offered, “Sorry for my friend.”
I hated when he made excuses for me, and the look on his face said that was exactly why he did it.
When she was gone, Wes told the table, “Look, I appreciate everyone’s support. Really. It’s, ah, more than I expected.” My heart pinched just hearing him say that. Just knowing why. “I can handle this. I already did.”
“You really think he’s going to just let it go?” Prism questioned.
Wes laughed, but it was not a happy sound. “No. You heard him. He’s probably already called up the rest of the team and filled them in. Next practice is going to be interesting.”
“Let me out,” I told Prism, nudging him.
He got up immediately, and I grabbed Wes by the arm, tugging him with me.
“What the hell, Max?” he said, trying to pull back.
“Outside,” I told him.
“I’m eating.”
“It’ll be here when you get back.”
“Not with Jamie at the table,” Ryan cracked.
I glanced at Jamie. “Leave his food.”
“Bro, sure,” he said even as he stabbed his fork into Kruger’s waffle.
Kruger tried to stab him. “Get your own!”
“Wesley.” I dropped his full name quietly between us.
He came the rest of the way without another protest, following along behind me and out into the cold autumn night. Gone were the days when the sun stayed out until eight. This late in the year, we were lucky if the sun glowed bright until five.
At the corner of the building, I spun, staring intently into his face. “You should have called me.”
He scowled, his chin jutting out stubbornly. “You made me come out in the cold for a lecture?”
It would be easy to take the brat bait. Easy to fall into our argumentative dynamic. But not tonight. Not right now. “How are you really?”
“I told you I’m fine,” he said, looking everywhere but at me.
I cocked my head to the side, keeping my stare trained on him despite his avoidance. “You might be able to fool them, but you can’t fool me. Never me.”
“There’s lots about me you don’t know.” His voice was quiet, and it brushed over me like a secret. A secret I both feared and craved.
His words dragged me in as though he had me on an invisible leash. “What?”
