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AIDAN: Two-time thing.
AIDAN: Three, counting Colorado.
RYLAN: So…you don’t need math help?
RYLAN: Just assistance getting laid?
AIDAN: I don’t need help getting laid.
AIDAN: I want *your* help.
RYLAN: Go hit up another girl on campus.
RYLAN: Problem solved.
AIDAN: I’ve discovered a problem with every other girl on campus.
RYLAN: If I ask what the problem is, will you stop texting me?
AIDAN: Dunno. Try it.
RYLAN: What is the problem with every other girl on campus?
AIDAN: They’re not you.
No response again.
I exhale, then run a hand through my hair and toss my phone down.
I thought Tuesday was a turning point. That I hadn’t heard from her since then because she was still feeling under the weather.
Guess not. She literally just told me to go hook up with someone else.
“Sorry. That took longer than I was expecting.” Conor takes the seat across from me again.
“No worries,” I tell him. “How’s your mom?”
“She’s good. Hoping to visit again soon. I want her and Harlow to get to know each other better.”
I nod. “Do you think she’ll make it to a game?”
“I’m not sure. Probably not. Her work schedule is insane.”Conor takes a pull from his beer. “My dad has been coming.”
I smirk when I see the colorful bracelet on his wrist. Hart has been wearing the bracelet he made himself since our first playoff game, even after showing it to the little girl who gave the kit to him. I have yet to put mine on. But I don’t tease him about it, knowing Conor usually avoids discussing his dad. Him bringing his old man up is a big deal.
“How’s that going?”
Hart shrugs. “I haven’t decided. He said he’d show up just to watch me. We haven’t talked or anything.”
“Here are the burgers.” Zara reappears with two plates.
My stomach rumbles as soon as I smell the grilled meat and fried potatoes.
“Thanks,” I say as she sets mine down.
“No problem. Want ketchup, Aidan?”
Conor smirks at me from across the table, catching on to the fact I chatted with her while he was gone.
