Page 113 of Second Chance Trouble


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“When we were at the party you said that you weren’t good at being social, which I don’t understand because you seemed perfectly comfortable with it.”

“I was only comfortable because…”

“Because of what?” I asked hoping he would say because of me.

“Nothing.”

“Well, if you’re willing to tutor me in what you’re good at, I can tutor you on what I’m good at.”

“You mean being a football star that everyone wants a piece of.”

“First of all, ouch. Second of all, there’s a little more to me than that.”

“I know. I’m sorry. See, I’m not good at this,” Quin exclaimed.

I took his hand as casually as I could. I tried to pretend like this was just something I did when I talked to people, but the truth was I had been dying to hold it.

“You are good at this. At least, you can be. Let me help you. I know I can help you with this. And once you’re done, you’ll be a star football player who everyone wants a piece of like I am,” I said with a smirk.

Quin laughed. I tingled so much I thought my teeth would fall out.

“So, what do you say?”

Quin pulled his hand from mine. He wasn’t subtle about it. I think he was trying to send a message about boundaries. Fair enough, I could respect that.

“Okay,” Quin said with a smile.

“Okay?” I repeated melting in his eyes.

“Okay,” he confirmed to my absolute joy.

“I hear there’s a quiz in the next couple of days.”

“It’s in two days and it covers two weeks of material.”

“That sounds like a lot.”

“It is,” he confirmed.

“It sounds like your tutoring should start right away,” I suggested wanting to spend every waking moment with him.

“How about tonight? I’ll set up a lesson plan and we’ll go from there.”

“A lesson plan? You don’t play around.”

“I don’t. You can’t either if you want to pass the quiz.”

“I won’t.”

Quin hesitated. “And you don’t have any plans with your girlfriend or anything, do you?”

Being reminded of Tasha was a bucket of cold water on my runaway excitement about spending the night with Quin. My smile diminished.

“Even if I had something, I would cancel it. Passing the class and playing football comes first. She would understand.”

“Okay. Then I’ll see you tonight.”

“Should I get your number?” I asked him not missing the opportunity this time.

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