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Apparently, his parents heard all the gossip, and it seemed so ridiculous and over-the-top that they would be that involved.
“It’s almost like they attend college with us,” I said with a hollow laugh.
He made a frustrated sound. “It sucks that he checks in with Coach regularly. It doesn’t sit well with me, not anymore. It’s fucking uncomfortable.”
“Maybe you should have a talk with your coach about it.”
“Maybe I should.” He frowned. “But not until after tomorrow’s game. It’s a big one.”
“Why is that?”
“Because the Sentinels and the Panthers are neck and neck for top seed.”
“That means like first place, right?”
“It’s more complicated than that, but yeah. We’ve had a great year, and we want to keep that momentum.”
“Makes sense. Whatever you decide about Coach, I’ll be here for you.”
“Fuck, thank you.” He pulled me tighter into his arms, and I loved feeling nearly swallowed up by him. “You’re the one bright spot in my day.”
My lips found his ear. “Kiss me?”
So he did. Our lips and tongues met in a slow, soft dance until we drew away to catch our breath.
“I see my flowers are still going strong,” he said, casting his gaze toward the counter near the window.
“Right? That’s pushing it, though; the leaves are wilting.”
“Did your, um…” He cleared his throat, seeming embarrassed and wary. “Did your mom see my card?”
“No way. I have it hidden in my room. I’ll keep it just like you kept my note from the hospital.”
His eyes softened. “I have a confession to make.”
“What?”
“I…brought your note in my gym bag to last week’s game. I know it sounds dumb, but somehow it makes me feel calmer, like you’re with me and I have your support.”
My heart thumped hard. “It’s not dumb. It’s romantic, Henners. Are you trying to make me swoon?”
“Maybe.” He grinned. “I’ll bring it with me to tomorrow’s game too. It’s a long bus ride.”
I drew him into a slow, steamy kiss. We didn’t do anything but make out, yet it was probably the exact moment I knew my feelings for Henry had changed. I had fallen for him, and I had no idea what to do about it.
“I need to get going. Coach imposed a curfew tonight, and I’m the team captain and all,” he said, reluctantly getting up. “I’ll be sorry to miss the doughnuts, though.”
I laughed. “There will be plenty more times.”
“I hope so.”
We embraced one last time. “Good luck tomorrow.”
Then I watched him go.
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HENRY
