Dating the Quarterback (The Bet Duet Book 2) by Maggie Dallen

Dating the Quarterback (The Bet Duet Book 2) by Maggie Dallen

Author:Maggie Dallen [Dallen, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-04T18:30:00+00:00


9

Tristan

Something was wrong. I mean, something beyond the norm. I was starting to get used to Harley’s skittishness. I even kind of liked it. And I had to admit, her exasperation with her stepbrother and the lack of taxis in town…it was adorable. She was adorable, all sweetness and light peeking out from behind a thick layer of irony and even thicker glasses.

“You going to tell me what’s up with you?” I asked when I started to pull out of the parking spot.

I might not have known Harley long and our most in-depth conversation to date had been in the hallway after her art class earlier in the week…but I’d already learned one important fact. Harley responded to truth and openness and direct questions.

Which was one of the things I loved about her. Our conversations might have been short but they were filled with more meaning than ninety-nine percent of the conversations I’d had in the course of my high school career. That was equally exciting and—well, let’s face it—kind of depressing.

Seconds passed and she didn’t answer. In the glow of the passing headlights I caught sight of her face, so beautiful and sweet and…hurt.

“If you don’t tell me, I’m going to have to guess,” I said.

Nothing. Silence.

I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel. “Are you worried about Conner?”

I heard her shift as she turned to face me. I glanced over. “I know he’s not your favorite person on the planet, but—”

“You don’t know anything about me,” she said. “Or Conner.”

Conner seemed to be an afterthought. I shifted in my seat. “Did I do something wrong? If you’d rather get a ride home from someone else, I could take you back—”

“No!” She said it so quickly, I jerked back in surprise.

“Not a fan of diners?” I asked, hoping to tease a smile out of her. “Or just football players.”

She looked over at me and met my gaze head-on. “I live for coffee.”

Okay then. I turned away from the barely concealed anger in her eyes, not because I couldn’t take it but because I saw what it covered—pain. And that I couldn’t take. I gripped the steering wheel harder as I willed myself to keep driving when everything in me wanted to turn this car around and beat the crap out of whoever had hurt her.

“Did someone say something?” I glanced over. “Do something?”

“Aside from you, you mean?”

I blinked at the road, surprise making my lungs catch. I couldn’t drive like this. Not if she was going to keep blindsiding me like this.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

I pulled off the main street and onto a road that led to a playground. A nice place during the day but at night it had a sort of creepy silence about it, especially when I shut off the car and we sat there in the dark.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.

I turned to face her. “We need to talk.”

“No.” She folded her arms over her chest. “We don’t.”

I arched my brows.



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