“She won’t talk to me.” His nostrils flared in aggravation.
“And that bothers you?” I titled my head and studied him. He was a rich playboy and a major hottie that could have any girl he wanted yet he sat here looking almost love sick over one… My girl got game.
“More than it should.”
“Willow is phenomenal.” I stated harshly.
“I know.”
“Smart.”
“I know.”
“Loving.” He nodded.
“Crazy as hell.” He laughed.
“Beautiful with a banging body.”
“I know,” he growled, his eyes clouded over with lust.
“She’s too good for you.” I stated bluntly.
“I know.” Determination spread over his features making him appear ruthless.
“You don’t care, do you?”
“I tried but…I’d rather have her than do the right thing.”
“That’s selfish.”
“That’s life,” he retorted.
“She has feelings for you. Did you know that?” He swallowed deeply before shrugging. “I doubt she even knows it…or doesn’t want to admit it.
“I won’t hurt her.”
“So setting her up to fall for you to get back at me, didn’t hurt her?” It was a rhetorical question and he knew it because he didn’t answer. “You won’t give her what she needs either. That will hurt her so let someone else give her what she needs.”
“She’s mine.” Primal emotion took over his features and I grinned at him. He shook his head realizing the trap I led him into. He just as well admitted he had feelings for her too.
“Keiran is going to have his hands full with you,” he said, standing up.
“So I’ve heard.”
He held out his hand to me. “Friends?”
I stared at him for a minute, gauging his sincerity. “Why the hell not? Friends.” I shook his hand and he pulled me up into a bear hug, swinging me around. I shrieked and was taken aback before I laughed.
“You better put her down before Keiran gets back in here and kills us all,” Coach Lyons reprimanded while walking past.
Great, the coach was afraid of him too.
*
When practice ended Keiran drove us to his house where he told me that he was taking me on a date. I didn’t know what to say and apparently he didn’t either because we had just stood there staring at each other before I shrugged and answered with a terse, “Sure.”
So tonight was my first date…our first date. Keenan and Sheldon decided to come so I guess you could call it my first double date too. Dash was going to come along when Keenan suggested a girl to take until I gave him the stink eye. That would be the wrong move and he knew it. Everyone knew the way to a girl’s heart was through her best friend.
We are all currently in Keiran’s car, on our way to catch a movie, with plans to go to the local bowling alley after. We were both out of our element but I couldn’t tell if he was as nervous as I was. He held my hand the entire way, rubbing his thumb in the center of my palm. Keenan and Sheldon were too busy swapping DNA in the backseat so we were left in our own world.
We got to the theater and the guys let us decide on a movie. The first movie we picked earned us endless groans and complaints about chicks and their flicks, so we chose a comedy instead. We had twenty minutes to spare until the movie started so we played in the attached arcade. Keiran led me over to the basketball game. There was a divider between the lanes with balls sitting inside. He picked two up and handed me one.
“Want to make a bet?”
I looked at him sideways and peeped his sneaky grin. “No?”
“Please? I’ll be a good.”
“Basketball is your thing. You’re going to beat me.” He rolled his eyes before leading me over to the wack-a-mole table.
“This better, baby?”
I shrugged and picked up a wacker —wacker? “So what’s the bet?”
“What would you like to win?”