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“Oh, good. I just wanted to call and say how excited I am that you’ll be at the championship. Your mom spilled the beans last night.”
I don’t trust myself to look over at Aidan. I’m guessing he can hear our whole conversation. He’s lying less than a foot away from me.
“It was supposed to be a surprise,” I tell him.
My dad chuckles. “Your mother hasn’t successfully kept a secret from me in thirty years, sweetie. She left the tickets in the printer.”
“She didn’t even need to print them. The airline scans it on your phone now.”
“Really?” News to my dad, I can tell. I’m positive his plane ticket is printed somewhere. “Well, it means a lot I’ll have my girls there.”
“Good, I’m looking forward to it.”
“Me too. I just wanted to check in. Everything okay?”
“Yeah, everything’s good.”
“Great. Talk soon, honey.”
“Okay. Bye, Dad.” I hang up, then toss my phone onto the bed.
He speaks first. “You’re going to the game?”
I nod before glancing over. “Yeah. My mom wanted to surprise my dad by showing up and asked me if I wanted to gotoo. I haven’t done much to support him, especially before I transferred here, so I thought it would be nice. Plus…”
“Plus what?”
“Plus, I wanted to watch you win.”
“You think we will, huh?” He’s not fishing for compliments. He’s really asking.
“I do, yeah.” I suck my bottom lip into my mouth. “And…I think we should wait to tell my dad. About us. He’s waited even longer than you guys for this. I don’t want him distracted or—or for it to affect things between you two.”
Aidan’s expression doesn’t change, giving me no indication on whether he’s relieved or offended I want to keep us a secret for now. “How do you think he’ll take it?”
“I have no idea. He’s usually good about letting me live my own life, but he didn’t like Walker and wasn’t shy about saying so.”
“Something we have in common.”
I snort. “He might think it’s a conflict, because of the tutoring. So we should probably wait until after you pass the retake too.”
One corner of his mouth curves up, creasing his cheek like a comma. “Sounds like you want me to be your dirty little secret,” Aidan tells me, smirking.
I smirk back. “Do you have a problem with that, Phillips?”
“Nope.” He pops the P. “Should we come up with code names? Secret meeting spots? Or maybe—”
I crawl on top of him, and that quickly shuts Aidan up.
CHAPTER THIRTY
AIDAN
The hotel we’re hopefully spending our last night in before becoming champions is kind of a dump.
It’sfine, I guess. No pool, slow WiFi, and the food tastes worse than Holt’s dining hall, but it’s clean and the television works.
I’m lying on my bed, flipping through cable channels, when Hunter walks out of the bathroom. Coach assigned rooms randomly on the flight, and we reassigned them on the ride from the airport to here. Hart is bunking with Sampson next door, and Morgan and I are sharing.
