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I think he’s wanting to sound hopeful, but I’m not. I know this is it. “Thanks.” When I shove off the chair, I don’t look back to him until he calls my name. I hesitate a second before I look over my shoulder.
He keeps a warm smile as he says, “Take care of yourself, my boy.”
I nod. That’s all I can do. Not because I’m about to get upset. Something very different. Anger. That’s all I feel in this moment. She did it. She took everything. Everything except football of course. And there’s a part of me enjoying being back on the gridiron. But it won’t be long before she ruins that too. Because that’s what Morgan King does—ruins everything and everyone in her path.
4
MORGAN
“Where’s Crawford?” Topher drops to the seat across from me. I keep my eyes on my phone, ignoring him as best I can, though I feel him hovering around.
“Hello. Morgan. I need to talk to him, like yesterday.” Topher catches my attention with that.
Dropping my phone to the table, I recline back and watch as he bites into a burrito. Obviously, whatever is so urgent hasn’t made him lose his appetite. “About what?”
That’s when he stops chewing, his eyes quickly glance around the café. “Nothing.”
“You sure need to find him quickly to discussnothing.” I tilt my head to the side and stare past Topher to where he keeps eyeing but don’t spot anyone or anything out of place.
He quickly drops the burrito to his plate, swiping his hands against each other. “Look. I just need to do some damage control before things get out of hand and the entire season is shot.”
I laugh at thedamage controlpart. “I doubt you can handle all the damage that has been done.” And I’m not only talking about the damn yacht. There’s too much history between us. Too many moments where we could’ve chosen differently but made it a point to make the other suffer. And thankfully, it’s not over yet. “But I’d guess he’s hiding out in his brother’s classroom.” That’s usually his go-to when he’s being a scared little dick.
“Thanks,” Topher says, leaving his plate behind as he jogs out of the café.
“What’d you do now?” Ava motions to Topher as she sits beside me leaving an open chair between us.
“Just helping out a friend.” I smile at Ava then pick up my phone. I need something to distract my mind. Because as much as I want to focus on the bullshit with Cade, the thing that keeps replaying in my mind is last night when Dad’s hand slapped across my face. And every time I think about it, the angrier I get. And the more I want to push his buttons again. After all, that’s the only scenario where he has the time of day for me. When he’s slapping me across the face.
“What’s your problem?” Ava asks, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“I don’t have a problem.” I look to her. “Or at least not one I can’t handle. How’s Lenny? You never told me what he said—your pussy or mine?”
Her eyes quickly dart away as she blinks, making it obvious she’s fighting back tears. “Stop, Morgan. I don’t even care about him. I just want to know why my best friend wants to hurt me so bad.”
I take a few seconds to watch her. Yeah, we call each otherbest friend, but we’re far from it. And I don’t believe for one second she isn’t still hung up on Lenny’s pathetic dick. Why else would she have put up with him this long? “So, you broke up with him?”
She shakes her head. “But I plan to. I just want to give him a little payback before I dump his ass.”
Now that I can get on board with, but I doubt Ava has the backbone to do it to him—the payback or the breaking-up part. Because she’s been obsessed with the dude since elementary. She just makes this too easy. “Sounds fun. Too bad though. Because he’d actually have to give a fuck about you to feel any payback.” I stand, grabbing my bag as I watch her turn her face away, and I’m almost certain she’s crying. But I still have to add one more thing. Stepping behind her, I bend down and whisper in her ear, “He did say he’d rather watch me than fuck you. So anytime you need some tips, you’re welcome to watch too.”
“I hate you,” Ava whispers, her hand swiping at her face as she avoids looking at me.
“Good. See ya later, bestie.” I snicker before I walk out of the café. At least I was able to make one person miserable today. Surely, I can do better than that though, because Cade is right; misery loves company, and I’m miserable as fuck right now.
5
CADE
Topher practically falls through the doorway before he slams the door closed. “Bruh, finally. I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Morgan said you’d be here.”
Great. It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since she set the damn yacht on fire and she’s already back on her game. “Get the fuck outta here.”
He looks shocked but doesn’t make a move to go back the way he came. Instead, he moves closer, raising his hands with his palms to me. “Man, just hear me out.”
I watch him for a second before I say, “No. I can’t deal with her shit right now.”
“Hershit?” Topher waves his hands quickly, moving to the desk next to me. “I’m not here because of Morgan. She only told me where you’d be hiding out.”
