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“Why did you ask about the Tikitytok?”
She smirked. “You were trending.” Then she rolled her eyes. “Before my mess topped it at least.”
“For wh-” I cut myself off and sighed. “You mean my whole locker room performance?”
“Yeah. There was a whole debate going around arguing over which influencer or model broke your poor little heart,” she teased.
I whipped my neck to look at her.
“Watch the road!” she shouted.
“Sorry. It’s just… that’s not true,” I let out an incredulous laugh. If she thought I was heart-broken, there’s no way she’d view me as boyfriend material. “No one broke my heart or anything. I just love Fleetwood Mac.”
She shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. I thought it was pretty funny.” I could hear the smile in her voice and that eased the tension I was feeling in my chest a bit. “And don’t worry,a lotof women loved your performance.” She patted me on the shoulder, and I liked her touching me.
I almost said I only cared that she liked it, not that a bunch of other women also found it funny, but I worried that’d be coming on too strong. I already basically told her I liked her, and the way I caught her eyes dipping to my lips a couple times, I’m pretty sure she felt something too, but I wasn’t sure how to play this to win her over.
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While she filled out paperwork on her lap sitting next to me in the waiting room, I shot off a quick text to Coach filling him in on what happened.
When Josie was called back by a nurse, she quickly stood up, took two steps forward, then paused. I eyed her back, wondering what was going on in that head of hers. She hesitantly turned and her shoulders tensed.
“You good?” I asked her.
She chewed her bottom lip. “Can you come with me?” she whispered.
As soon as I nodded, her face relaxed, and that made my heart fucking soar. As much as I hated hospitals, I had a feeling that seeing that scared look on her face could make me do just about anything for her. I followed close behind her to a little sterile looking room with a patient bed at the center of it and two chairs on either side of it.
The nurse nodded at the bed, and Josie noisily sat on the crinkly paper.
I took a seat in the armchair and finally responded to my group chat with the boys while the nurse chatted with Josie and stuck an IV in her arm.
Duke- Yo Jetts, where are you? Bricks tonight?
Garcia- Haven’t seen him in hours actually. Jetts, bud, where’d the fuck you go?
Hassik- I think he was talking to Coach when he left our place…
Garcia- Oh Shit.
Casey- Coach? You in trouble, little bro?
Reggie- Nah guys, I saw him heading to the parking garage with a girl…
Duke- WTF? Who????? Casey, do you know if your dumbass brother is coming out tonight? And are you coming out?
Casey- No. I’m not coming out, dumbass. Y’all need to start having kids too so you stop asking me that.
Tyler- Not sure if I’m coming out tonight. Prolly not. Maybe tomorrow.
All of them were now doubling down with asking me where I was, but the nurse was finally leaving the room, so I ignored their texts and shoved my phone back in my pocket.
Josie was looking extra small and vulnerable in the hospital bed, but I was happy she was still wearing my hoodie. One large sleeve was rolled way up to avoid touching her IV though, and she was currently itching the skin around it.
“Stop messing with your IV,” I told her.
She rolled her eyes but dropped her hand away. “It’s itchy,” she said in a small voice.
