Coach’s Pet by Alexa Riley

Author:Alexa Riley [Riley, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

CHARLIE

It’s impossible to sit still in class. All I can think about is what Shay did to me in the library, and now I yearn for more. If he's trying to keep me away from him, he's failing miserably. Now I want nothing more than to be near him again.

“You okay?” Tins asks.

“Yeah.” I glance over at her. “Why?” Am I acting in a way that suggests I'm not?

“You’re moving around a lot. Fidgeting, as my stepmom would call it. She says I do it all the time, and she’s not wrong. Sometimes when I’m excited but mostly when I’m nervous.”

"I am ready for this day to end." I check my phone to see how much longer we have when our teacher dismisses us. I’m instantly up and out of my seat.

“You want to hang out?” Tins asks as we exit the classroom.

“I can’t. I have dinner with my uncle tonight.”

“Oh, that sounds nice.” I can hear the touch of longing in her tone.

“He tries to squeeze them in here and there with how much he works.”

“My dad is always working too,” Tins mutters softly.

It doesn’t bother me that Uncle Callum works so much. He has his own life, and I have mine. But I can tell Tin doesn’t feel the same way about her father. It kind of breaks my heart for her.

She’s sweet, and not in an annoying way. It's endearing, and I don’t understand why her father wouldn't want to make time for her. My parents never gave me the time of day, but it didn’t make me sweet or want their attention. I gave them the same energy right back.

“We can hang out another night,” I tell her, and she perks up at that.

We walk to the parking lot, and I’m lost in thought when Tins points ahead of us.

“What’s on your car?” There’s a piece of paper stuffed into the windshield wiper of my Bronco. “There’s nothing on mine.” Tins’s Mini Cooper is parked right next to my vehicle.

For a brief moment, I experience a surge of excitement but then quickly dismiss it. There's no way Shay would leave a note on my car. That’s way too ballsy. As much fun as I’m having with him, I don’t actually want to get him into trouble. There’s a thrill that goes along with what we’re doing.

“Probably someone fucking with me,” I say and grab the piece of paper off my windshield.

“Did you ever find out who flooded your locker?”

“Doesn’t matter.” Tins is the type of person to worry over it, but I know who it is; I just can’t prove it. I may not know the exact person who did the deed, but I know who’s behind it. I open the note to see the word whore written in giant letters with eyes drawn on it like they are watching me.

“How original,” I say and crumple the note. Tins rolls her eyes, and I shove the trash into my bag. “I’m going to head out.”

“All right, text you later.

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