##Chapter 38: Carter"What the hell kind of play was that?" I grumble, jumping from the chair and throwing my hands in the air.I glance at Noah, who sits next to Ashley. Daisy is perched on the couch next to them.I wave my hand toward the big screen TV and collapse onto my favorite recliner where I've taken up sentinel for the game. "Did you see that?"Noah shakes his head and mutters something under his breath regarding the turnover that has given possession to the other team. It's Sunday afternoon and we're camped out at the apartment watching the Tennessee game. It's a tradition during football season for the three of us. I'm on my gameday recliner because it's good luck.Am I superstitious?Hell, yeah.I've also got on my lucky socks and boxers. Both have been turned inside out for the occasion.It's half-time and the Titans are up by seven, although with that turnover, who the hell knows what's going to happen. Normally, I'm a hundred percent focused on the game but Dais
##Chapter 39: CarterThat's actually not how I saw this going. What we're witnessing here today, folks, is unprecedented. I'm not the only one who thinks so because Daisy snorts before attempting to cover it with a cough. It wasn't all that long ago that Noah would have grabbed the keys and hustled his ass out the door to do her bidding. Times, they be a changing.Ashley's mouth falls open when she realizes it. "Well?"She drops the word like an atom bomb. The aftershock can be felt for miles.Noah stuffs another enormous bite into his mouth. Once he swallows it, he says, "Well, what?"She folds her arms across her chest. "Aren't you going to return this salad and get me a new one?"There's a whole lot of incredulous packed into her tone.Noah's brows skyrocket across his forehead and he gives her an you're out of your mind look before shaking his head. "Ah, no. I wasn't planning on it." He points to the untouched salad on the counter. "Pick the croutons off or don't eat i
##Chapter 40: DaisyAt a loss, I watch Carter head for the door without a second glance at me. All within two minutes of receiving a text.Who the hell was it from?I've never seen him jump like that. I look at my cousin and try to get a read on his thoughts, but his gaze remains fixed on the television screen.The three of us watching the game on a Sunday afternoon is our thing. We've been doing it since freshman year. Even when I couldn't stand to be in the same room with Carter, it was still what we did.Doesn't Noah think Carter's behavior was strange? We're in the middle of the game and he just got up and took off. But Noah hasn't commented on it.I clear my throat and jerk my thumb toward the apartment door. "What's up with that?"Noah glances at me and then goes back to watching the screen. "How should I know?"I nibble my lip not wanting to ask.I'm able to hold the question in for about two minutes before it bursts free. "Who do you think the text was from?""Dunno."
##Chapter 41: DaisyI jolt awake as a muscular body slides beneath the sheets. My eyes pop open and I find Carter's face hovering above mine."Hey," he says gruffly.The sound of his voice plucks something deep inside me before reverberating through my body. I reach out to touch him before remembering that I spent the afternoon hanging around the apartment, waiting for him to return so we could talk.But he never showed. This is the first I'm seeing of him.My hand falls back to the mattress.Could I have shot him a text to make sure everything was okay?Yeah, but there was no way I was doing that. The bottom line is that Carter and I aren't together. He's not my boyfriend. I'm not his girlfriend. He doesn't owe me any explanations. The situation between us is casual and neither of us have pushed for more than him slipping into my room at night to screw.Not only does that thought hurt my heart, but it solidifies everything inside me. Even though he's just woken me from a deep
##Chapter 42: Daisy"So," I tilt my head and squint. "You're not going to tell me where we're going?" Carter skewers me with a glance and shakes his head. A smile clings to his lips. Every so often, our eyes catch and hold, sparks of desire flaring to life, before he jerks them back to the road.This is a first for us. We never go out in public together.Sure, we walk to class and sit next to one another, but there's always a distance between us. Everything about our demeanor screams friend zone. Which is exactly why girls still approach him. They flick their hair and flutter their lashes. They press their hands to his chest or trail their fingertips along his bicep. I might be standing next to him, but it's like I'm wearing an invisibility shield. As much as I want to growl and tell them to back the hell off, I can't.What am I going to say?That he's my secret boytoy and to keep their sticky mitts off my man?Not going to happen.Although, Carter doesn't encourage their be
##Chapter 43: Daisy"Whenever I needed to get away from home and clear my head, this is where I'd go. Even now, when I'm at school and need a break, I'll take off and drive here for a while." He pauses for a beat. "I don't always set out with the intention of coming to the park, but this is where I always end up. There's something tranquil about the lake and woods."As those words sink in, I realize how special this place is to him and my heart cracks wide open. "Thank you for sharing this with me."He stares up at the cotton candy-like clouds as they float past."I've never brought anyone else here." He glances at me and then yanks his eyes away. "I've never wanted to."Instead of staying curled up in the crook of his arm, I roll toward him until I'm draped across his chest. "But you wanted to bring me?" My gaze fastens onto his, searching it for more than he's willing to admit."Yeah," he whispers.We might be the only two people in the park, but we keep our voices pitched l
##Chapter 44: CarterAs I pull out of the state park, my phone dings with an incoming message. I don't bother checking who it is. I'm not ready for reality to rear its ugly head. Instead, I glance at Daisy. She's still slumped on her seat with one hand shielding her face from view.I laugh, and she lowers her hand enough to glare."There's nothing funny about what just happened. I've never been more humiliated in my life," she grumbles."Well, had he stumbled upon us five minutes later," I interject. "I think this moment wouldn't have felt so bad."Daisy groans and buries her face in both hands. "I'll never be able to show my face there again.""I doubt it's your face that he'll remember."That comment earns me a whack on the chest."Ow," I laugh and rub the spot with my fingers. It doesn't hurt all that much. I take a worse beating out on the field every day, but I have the feeling that she'll hit me again if she doesn't think I've been properly chastised."I blame you for th
##Chapter 45: CarterMy grip tightens around the steering wheel until my knuckles turn bone white.What the hell is he doing at the house?He isn't supposed to be there.Mom filed for divorce along with a restraining order. He was served both last week, which pissed him off to no end. I went with her myself to the local police station to file the restraining order. He's a piece of shit that needs to disappear from our lives.As the tires eat up the pavement and bring us closer to school, Daisy remains quiet. Every so often, I feel the weight of her gaze resting on me. When she reaches out and threads her fingers through mine, it takes everything I have inside to tamp down the truth. I want to keep her as far from this dysfunction as I can. I'm embarrassed by the situation. Embarrassed that this is what I come from.That this is who I am.More than that, I fucking hate that there's the slightest chance I could turn out to be anything like my father. It makes me sick to my stoma