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“Alright, fuck it. I'm lying.”
“Obviously,” she sneers. “You suck at it.”
“Hey now, I'm a good liar,” I retort like a moron.
“That wasn't even a good lie! As if I don't know the team's schedule.” She looks out the windshield at the road with her fingers holding her forehead while muttering, “You're an idiot.”
“Idiot?! I'm an idiot?!” I scoff. “You're the one whose nose wrinkles when some bullshit comes outta your mouth, Chief. You suck at it. Besides, I'm a great liar when I need to be.” I wink.
“Comforting.” She rolls her eyes, then stares at me with raised brows, waiting for an answer.
I grip the steering wheel tighter before dropping another heavy sigh.
“I'm not sure why Coach called, to be honest.”
My eyes fall over every tree, every light, every obtainable object they can fall on before terrifyingly turning to her.
She stares at me like she's trying to piece something together.
“Then why are you so anxious? Why not just answer the phone?” She adjusts in her seat, turning to face me. “What's on your mind, Lake? What are you not telling me that's got you acting like this?”
I feel like she can see through me. How the hell can this chick pick up on the fact that just dismissing a phone call can mean something so much deeper? These girls and their vibes.
“It's fine. Everything’s fine.”
Her glare eats away at me, and I rotate my jaw.
“Just don't panic, alright?”
Her brows practically meet her hairline as her eyes scream panic.
“Seriously, Lake? Who the hell says that? Don't panic. Of course I’m going to panic. Might as well have just told me to freak the fuck out because now that's exactly what I'm doing!”
I inhale deeply before letting it out, knowing that it's going to be really hard to breathe in here once I drop this tidbit of information.
“I saw Dr. Shelby in the hallway when we were leaving my place.”
Silence.
Dead silence.
It’s the kind of silence you get when you’re dealing with someone as smart as Dylan. She’s not freaking out because she’s a calculated person. She’s already playing this out in her head. Assessing the repercussions, the strategy to solve this mess of a situation.
I slowly peer towards her, ensuring she heard me, when I'm met with a face of pure pained disbelief.
“I don't think he saw you. Your head was down. I pushed you into the elevator so quick, I'm sure he didn't even have time to—”
“Oh my God,” she says breathlessly, falling forward until she's bent over onto her lap.
“I don't know if that’s why he's calling, but I get the feeling he's not calling to wish me a Happy Thanksgiving.”
“This is it,” she says into her lap. She pops up, shaking her head. “This is it. My career. It's done. Oh my God, I've lost it all.”
“Dylan, don't. It's not.” Reaching over, I run my hand down her back. “I won't let that happen. I'll explain everything.”
“Explain everything?!”
“We'll figure this out,” I say confidently. “I won't let anything happen to you and Colin. I fucking promise you that, D. Nothing will change. On Rainbow.”
