MasukSOPHIE's POV. The restroom at the back of the bar was small and quiet, and for the first time since the locker room, finally nobody to look at me. I ran cold water over my wrists and stared at the mirror. The jersey hung on me the way it had all night, and the jeans I had agreed to wear for one night looked better than I wanted to admit. But somehow, his words kept playing behind my thoughts, "One of the girls." and my mind drifted to Sam's perfect smile at me back at the locker room."Okay, breathe, Sophie." I whispered.When I stepped into the hallway, Noah was leaning against the wall beside the stairs with his hands in his pockets. He was alone."I wasn't following you." He said at once."Yes, you were."The corner of his mouth lifted. "Okay, I was."He pushed off the wall slowly, though didn't come any closer. The music was muffled back here, and the only light came from a dim bulb over the stairs."Where's Daisy?" I asked, wanting to be safe from her trouble."At the bar. Sh
RHETT's POV. She was still sitting on the very edge of my knees with her back straight and her hands locked together in her lap, and I could tell how every muscle in her body was working to stay as decent as possible on my lap. She definitely was so shy right now, her heart was probably thumping so fast along with the music."You can lean back, Riley." I kept my hand flat and still at her waist. "I won't bite.""I'm fine.""You're going to give yourself a cramp.""Then I'll have a cramp." Her voice came out tight.I let it go. I kept my hand where it was on her waist, because every time I moved my thumb, she sucked in a breath, looking more and more shy. Her vanilla perfume caught up with me again, sweetly blending in with her scent underneath, and every time she shifted her weight I felt the warmth of her through those new jeans. I told myself it was the booth being cramped.Jace shoved a bottle across the table, and I caught it. Riley leaned toward me. "Could I have a soda and j
SOPHIE's POV.The boutique smelled of clean fabric and faint perfume, and everything inside it looked far too expensive for someone wearing sweatpants.I stopped just inside the door, and Rhett's hand stayed at my back, which I suspected was on purpose. A saleslady in a black blouse looked up from the counter with a gentle smile."Good evening. Can I help you two?""She needs pants." Rhett nodded at me. "Decent ones. Something that looks good with this." He tugged the hem of the jersey."Of course." The lady's eyes took me in, quick and kind, and she hurried toward a back rack."I could have stayed in my sweatpants." I whispered."I know." He leaned against a display table and crossed his ankles, looking far too comfortable. "But why we're here."She came back with four pairs of jeans folded over her arm and laid them on the table, two dark, one light, and one in a baggy cut. I reached straight for the baggy pair."These." I held them up. "These are fine."Rhett opened his mouth, and
RHETT's POV."Not here." I tilted my head toward the locker room. "I left my jacket on my hook, and this hallway's about to fill up." She studied me for a second, then followed me back down the corridor with her hands pulled into her sleeves. The locker room door was propped open, and the noise spilled out: lockers banging, somebody's phone playing music, guys yelling over each other. Most of the team was already pulling off their gear and dragging on jeans. I stopped just inside the entrance and planted myself in front of her, my shoulders square, so the only thing she could see was me and not get overwhelmed by the guys. She didn't even try to look past, just staring at my face, and waiting. "So." She tugged her sleeves lower. "Who's Sam?" "Sam's just one of the girls from before." I shrugged. "It's old. There's nothing to talk about.""One of the girls." Her mouth pressed together as she repeated it. "Yeah?""So I'm one of them too, then." She muttered under her breath, looking
RHETT's POV.The red light was still flashing when Jace tackled me into the boards."Woohoo!" He had both arms around my neck and was screaming straight into my helmet. "Yes, man, yesss!"Mason landed on us a second later, then half the other guys, and I almost couldn't hear anything over the crowd stomping the stands. I got one arm free and shoved Jace off with a laugh I couldn't stop, and when I lifted my head, I found the second row.Riley was on her feet with both hands flat against the glass now, and her hair coming loose around her face. I barely heard a word through the noise, but I was so glad she looked happy for me.For a second I forgot where I was."Mavericks!" Coach's bellow cut through everything from the bench. "Good job, buddy." He patted my back.I skated off with my pulse banging and the widest grin on my face, but I stopped for a moment at the boards before dropping onto the bench, and my gaze drifted across the stadium. Noah was clapping a beat behind everyone arou
SOPHIE's POVRhett's hands were still on my waist, tightening a little as his whole body went still against mine. The teasing warmth in his voice a moment ago had vanished the second he said that name. I also turned my head slowly to see who it was.A lady stood in the doorway of the locker room with one shoulder against the frame, looking entirely comfortable. She was tall, with glossy dark hair that fell past her shoulders, and she wore the jacket of the rival school playing against Rhett and his team, over a fitted black top. Her makeup was flawless, and her smile looked patient and unhurried. She had the polished look of the girls Daisy sat with at parties, and I reached for my folded sleeves without thinking.The room had gone quiet. Jace cleared his throat and began working on his helmet strap, Mason heading to his own locker, and a few of the other players became very interested in their own conversation. The awkwardness told me there must have been something between this girl







