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"And so many drinks I couldn't even feel the blow job." I groaned. "I was trying to drink away all of my feelings, and I ended up hurting you." I took another step forward, stopping right in front of her. "There's no excuse for what I did, and I'm truly sorry."
We stood silently for several long seconds. I was starting to think she wasn't going to forgive me when she handed me her can of spray paint. She grabbed another can and turned back to the train car.
"I don't want to ruin your art," I said, holding out the spray can.
"You can't ruin it." She smiled. She sprayed a streak of yellow paint across the empty canvas. "Why did you tell me all of that?"
"Because I need you," I said, kneeling to a blank spot on the bottom of the train car and blowing a lime green streak over it. "Football is to me what art is to you."An escape.
She stopped, her gaze dropping to me, realization washing over her. She nodded before going back to painting.
"I've never really talked about this to anyone," I mumbled. "I'm a private person." She nodded, and I knew she understood that I didn't want everyone to know my business.
"I forgive you." She smiled, not bothering to look at me. "As long as you promise never to do it again. If you need a blow job, just text me and let me know." Her hand flew up, clapping over her mouth, eyes wide, realizing how that sounded. "That's not what I meant. I mean, you don't have to text me that. Omigod."
I fell backward, laughing, hitting my ass on the pavement, knowing that wasn't what she meant, and after a few minutes, she laughed too.
SIX
ADDISON
At lunchtime, Maddox found me in the library to tell me he had practice after school and asked if we could move out our session. I didn't have to work, so it wasn't like I had anything else going on.
My phone vibrated against my butt from my back pocket.
Maddox: Come watch my practice today.
Addison: Can't. I'm tutoring someone.
The swim coach asked me if I could fit in a session today to help Parker Douglas with his English paper that he'd gotten a second extension on and still wasn't done with.
Maddox: Who?
Addison: Does it matter?
Maddox: Who?
Okay, this is weird.Why did he care who I was tutoring?
Addison: Tutor/Student confidentiality
Maddox: Girl? Or boy?
Addison: Sorry, that would violate Tutor/Student confidentiality privileges.
I chuckled at my joke that he probably wouldn't think was funny.
Maddox: Addy!
I sent a laughing emoji and shoved my phone into my pocket. Even though there was no such thing as Tutor/Student confidentiality, I didn't like telling other people's business. Some people were sensitive to the fact that they struggled with something that other people picked up right away, and I wasn't going to be the one to make anyone else feel uncomfortable, even if they did it to me all the time.
Walking out of the bookcases, I set up the table and flipped through social media while waiting for Parker to show up.
My eyes went wide when Maddox pushed through the library door, fully decked out in his black and gold practice gear.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, pushing out of my seat.
"Parker's not going to make it," he said.
