Page 108 of A Game Of Choice


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“What's your plan for today?” I ask casually.

“Oh.” She blinks a few times, surprised by that question. “It’s Monday, and my first class isn’t until ten. So, I guess school, then studying.”

I nod, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear. This, I’ve fucking missed this. It might be small, but god, it feels like old times. I didn’t know how much I craved to have this again, even if it’s just a casual conversation between us.

“Wanna come to practice?” I take the chance to ask because I need more time with her. It’s been hell knowing she’s across the hall and I never get to see her. I had plans to make things better between us when she came to school, but it all went to shit before I even got the chance to start earning her forgiveness. Maybe I can start now?

She chews on her lower lip, and I have to swallow back a hungry growl. Fuck, she’s so damn sexy, all cute and sleepy.

And then she surprises the hell out of me. “Sure.” I thought she would tell me no and leave. A swell of happiness fills me as I try really hard not to smile like a love sick fool. “Do I have enough time to shower and change?” She looks over at the time and curses. “Okay, not a shower, but I do need to change.”

This time I do smile. “Go change, you can shower before your class if you think you have to, but I think you're perfect just like this.”

That blush gets deeper, and my smile gets bigger. She says nothing, but nods and gets up.

Immediately, I miss the warmth of her body, the smell of her coconut shampoo dissipating the moment she’s gone.

As I watch her slip out of my room, I feel like a piece of me goes with her.

Sighing heavily, I throw the blankets off and sit up. I groan as a throbbing pain starts up in my head. I really need to stop drinking but fuck, it helps dull... well, everything. It’s too damn tempting to keep drinking.

Grabbing something for the pain, I wash the pill down with a bottle of water and quickly throw on some sweatpants, a T-shirt, and a hoodie from my floor. Then I grab clean clothes to change into after practice and stuff them into my duffle bag, along with my shower stuff.

When I’m done, I haul the bag over my shoulder and grab my phone before heading out into the hall, which is when Lilly steps out of her room. “Ready?” I ask her.

She smiles and nods. We stand there awkwardly for a moment before I laugh. “Alright, Little Flower, lead the way,” I say playfully, waving my arm in front of me.

Something flashes in her eyes but I can’t make out what it is as we start walking down the hall toward the elevator.

When we get outside, I stop and ask. “Do you want to walk or drive?”

“Do we have time to walk?” she asks me, checking her phone.

“Yeah, I think we will be fine. And walking means stopping to get a sugar cookie latte,” I taunt with a grin.

Her eyes light up and I know I’ve won the extra time with her. “Damn it, I can’t say no to that. Alright, let’s walk.” She giggles and holy shit, my heart just stopped. Fuck... fuck! I want to hear that again, all the time, every fucking day.

We walk in silence for a little bit. It’s still really early, so not many people are up. The campus looks like a ghost town. But thankfully the coffee shop opens up at five a.m. because of all the athletes who have early morning practice.

“So, how are classes going?” I ask her.

“Good. Harder than I thought. Although I’m not sure why I’m surprised because it’s college. And it’s nothing like high school.” She laughs. “But I’m enjoying all my classes. Just sucks that I’m spending most of my free time studying.” And the rest of it with Bishop.

I’m jealous and pissed off that he gets to see her all the time. The two of them are so close now, I feel like he’s taking my place, and I fucking hate it. But it’s my fault; I’m the dumbass who thought it would be a good idea to ask him to do it.

I thought that if he used up her free time she wouldn’t have time to date. And sure, it worked because Ryan and her are only friends. Except now the two of them are so close, I can’t help but worry it might become more.

Bishop isn’t one to date, but if anyone could change his mind, it would be Lilly. Fuck, I can’t think about that right now.

“I feel like I hardly see my friends unless they’re with me while we study. Bee has been bugging me to go out and party with her this weekend, but I’m not sure,” she prattles on.

Parties mean drinking and guys hitting on her. That idea makes my fist clench. “Well, that's not a good idea.” I laugh. “Don't want to be hung over for our first game.”

“Shit.” She giggles. “I almost forgot. And you're right. Nothing worse than feeling like death in an arena full of crazy hockey fans.”

“Hey, they have a good reason to be crazy. We’re fucking amazing.” I grin.

She raises a brow. “From what Jonas says, your practices have been shit.” That little fucker. He’s not wrong though, I have been in a really bad place the past few weeks, but things are looking up now, and I feel great. And it’s all because my best friend is talking to me again. All is right in the world. At least for now, and I’ll take it.

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