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I poke him with my elbow. “What’s the deal?”
“What do you mean?”
“You won the game. The team is thrilled, but you don’t seem happy about it.”
He shrugs. “I’m happy.”
I’m not convinced, and I have a weird urge to pull him back to center. For once, I want the arrogant, teasing, smug version of Miller back.
“Hayden’s right,” I say without a second thought.
Rory offers me a questioning look, and I lean in, inches from his ear. I don’t know why I’m doing this.
“About wearing underwear under yoga clothes,” I whisper.
His eyes heat, and our gazes hold as his hand slides to my hip, stroking over me to feel for the evidence.
He won’t find it tonight. A voice in my head asks what the hell I’m doing, but we’re just playing. Nothing’s going to happen.
His eyes close. “Fuck. That’s so hot.”
Satisfaction courses through me and I smile to myself.
On the table, Rory’s phone lights up with a text, and his phone background snags my attention.
“Oh my god,” Pippa says, laughing and reaching for it, but I get to the phone first, staring in horror at the photo of Rory and me at sixteen and seventeen.
“No,” I tell Rory, shaking my head, glancing between him and the photo.
He grins. “Yes.”
I cringe. We’re in the library after school, books and papers spread out on the table. It’s a little grainy, and I’m wearing a small, guarded smile while he beams at me, his arm draped over the back of my chair.
“Where did you get this?”
“The yearbook.”
“I haven’t seen this picture in years.”
Rory transferred to our high school when he was starting grade eleven and sat behind me in Geography, putting tiny pieces of paper in my hair to get me to talk to him.
I had just started dating Connor when this photo was taken.
Sometimes, I wish I could go back in time and warn myself away from him, but then it would have been someone else who hurt me instead.
I set the phone down. “This isn’t going to be your background photo.”
“Sure it is. It’s cute.” He tilts the phone to see the picture, and a funny smile twists on his mouth.
“I’ll send you another one.”
“No.” His arms wrap around me again. “I’m keeping it. I like it.”
CHAPTER9
HAZEL
I’m walkingout of the washroom later when I bump into Connor.
