Buried secrets, two girls with the same face, and a boy who loved too much.
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When Travis and Nicole meet on a bus for the first time, he thinks she's his ex, Rachel, who broke his heart two years ago. But he doesn't understand why she's pretendin...
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LUKE DRUMMED HIS FINGERS ON his lap restlessly, squinting at a sports magazine. "Man," he said with envy after five minutes, "these players get paid a lot for basically doing nothing."
No one bothered replying.
Those players risked their health by simply being on the field. They could easily be injured and lose their job, and he knew, so it was a waste of breath to argue.
Besides, no one was in the mood to exchange opinions right now. Luke was simply irritable at the moment, I was busy with my schoolwork, and Heath was just... suffering.
Slouched in his chair, Heath was staring absentmindedly out the library window. From what I'd been hearing, he wasn't getting enough sleep these days. He sucked and missed his shots at games, and he was constantly zoning out.
I flipped the huge textbook in front of me in search of an article, and when I found what I was looking for, I picked up my pen and started taking notes.
Luke didn't like being ignored, and he grumbled for the fifteenth time. "What kind of losers hang out in a library?"
"You can leave," I said, not taking my eyes off what I was writing. "I don't even remember inviting you here."
"I was fleeing from Heath."
"And now he's here," I pointed out. "So you have to be on the run. Again."
He gave a heavy sigh and cast a bitter look at Heath, who was still staring out the window as if we didn't exist. "Why won't Jahdiel put him out of his misery and unblock him? He's been acting like a zombie."
I set my pen down and highlighted a paragraph on my MacBook as I spoke. "Your man is brokenhearted. The least you could do is buy him a tub of ice cream, tuck him in bed, cuddle with him, and give him some comfort in this trying time."
When Luke stared at Heath for an uncomfortable number of seconds, Heath growled without taking his eyes away from its spot on the window, "Don't even think about it."
"It was a good suggestion," Luke muttered and tossed the sports magazine on the table, abandoning it.
I shook my head and chuckled lightly before returning my focus to my work. Unlike Luke, I wasn't a last-minute guy, and I wanted to finish my report before the deadline was due.
With the chaos brewing in the house, I doubted I would have the peace of mind to do schoolwork at home, which was why I'd snuck to the library. Plus, working around other students with the same energy to actually get shit done motivated me. Everyone looked busy and immersed here, and I liked it.
Luke had appeared later, taken one of the two seats left around my study table, and started complaining about how difficult it was to be around Heath. After twenty minutes, Heath had also shown up, and Luke started getting restless.
