Chapter 40: Daisy

##Chapter 40: Daisy

At 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."