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“What’s that supposed to mean?” I stammer.
“Are you alright? You look pale.”
“Yeah, I just want to know what you meant.” For fuck’s sake, Xavier, just answer the question, will you, so I can get my heart rate down.
“Exactly what I said. That Jordan better thank me later for the punishment I have had to endure on the road trip with you so I can see his game. He called me and asked me to come, and I said I needed to drag you along because I worry about you not leaving your room to have any fun. He said yeah, fine, whatever I need to do, but he just wanted me to get my ass down there. So now he owes me one, for having to mix studying with pleasure. That all sound fine to you, little miss crazy?”
“Great, so he doesn’t care if I’m there or not. This is all about you feeling sorry for me because I’m not a hornbag like you?” I feel deflated now, knowing that Jordan knows I’m coming and doesn’t even care. I mean, that’s what I wanted, but I have to admit, it does hurt a little.
“Exactly. Now can we get on with the music, please? I’ve got this new workout playlist I’ve been putting together, and I want you to listen to and tell me what you think.”
My mind doesn’t feel like studying at the moment anyway.
“Fine, just one last question. What motel are we staying at so I can get the directions?” I pull up the maps on my phone.
“We’re not staying at a motel. Jordan said we can bunk in his room on the floor. No point wasting money when we don’t need to, right?”
My stomach drops and my heart stops.
A weekend spent with Jordan and sleeping in the same room as him less than two feet away. Oh yeah, this is just awesome!
Life just doesn’t get much better than this.
“Yeah, I mean, a motel is probably a stupid idea,” I mumble as we turn onto the highway with Xavier singing.
Lord help me! Why can’t we just go to a motel like normal people. Because me seeing the guy I’ve been in love with for years, then sleeping right next to him with my brother in the same room is such a better option.
Not!
JORDAN
Trying to read my notes from yesterday’s lecture is about as exciting as watching paint dry. But I’ve learned if I read them three times in the first twenty-four hours, they stick in my head better. I might not be getting the greatest grades, but I’m passing with a C average and that’s all I need to keep my spot on the team.
My phone buzzing on the bed next to me is a welcome distraction.
Xavier:Just getting ready to leave. Will be there in plenty of time for tonight’s game.
Jordan:Sweet. Be ready to party after we win.
Xavier:More than ready. Still okay for Nat and me to crash with you?
“Nat.” I sit up so fast on my bed that my notes hit the floor and my head is spinning a bit. He didn’t say Nat was coming. So many times over the last couple of years he has joked about getting her here to watch me play, and it never happens. I gave up getting my hopes up after the first three times.
“Holy shit, she’s really coming this time.” I can’t contain the nervous energy buzzing through my body. I’m up pacing the room. Why the fuck is my body reacting like this? It’s not like she’ll be feeling the same. That boat sailed two years ago when she told me we would never work. Yet here I am going ape shit over a girl that I have never gotten over.
Xavier:Jordan?
Jordan: Shit, sorry, man. Yeah, of course. Nat can take my bed.
Xavier:You plan on sleeping somewhere else tonight? ;)
Jordan:Nah, but I’d be a dog to let her sleep on the floor while I’m in the bed.
Xavier:Thanks, man. See you soon.
Jordan:Drive safe.
I can’t do this. Not today. I have a big game tonight and I need to be focused and ready to crush this game. I wish Xav hadn’t said anything until after the game. Why is it so important to me for her to see me play?
