“What do you mean?”
“You didn’t play like yourself in the second half.”
“You came to one game and now you’re an expert on how I usually play?”
“How do you know I didn’t come to the previous games?”
“I would’ve noticed you.”
“No, you wouldn’t have, Levi. I was invisible to you until that stupid party.”
He says nothing. The silence stretches long enough that it becomes uncomfortable. I fidget with my backpack’s straps.
“Do you believe in fate?” he asks.
I’m taken aback by his super out of character question.
“Not really.”
“Me neither, but now I’m starting to.”
My pulse quickens at the irresistible drop in his tone. “Why is that?”
He fists my hair in his grip so my head is angled up. “I would’ve found you no matter what, princess. It was a matter of when not if.”
26
Levi
Fight all you want, but you’ll never win.
* * *
There are two things I learn when I drop Astrid off at school.
A- She doesn’t want to be seen with me.
B- I fucking hate it.
As soon as I park the car, she flies out towards the entrance, watching her surroundings as if her arse is on fire. Although it’s a shame to have that tight little arse on fire.
Daniel comes out of his car as soon as Astrid crosses the threshold. He must’ve called her name because she turns around and meets him halfway for a hug.
My grip tightens around the steering wheel.
One more thing I fucking hate.
I watch for a change in Daniel’s expression. An excuse to erase him completely out of her existence.
Lucky for him, he only gives her a brief side hug with his arm at her back.
Astrid’s smile widens at another man who comes out of the passenger seat of Daniel’s car. He’s a taller, a bit buffer version of Daniel with a mohawk hairstyle — who does those anymore?
He opens his arms and Astrid goes right into them. I grind my teeth at how his arm dips to the small of her back. The sorry fuck grins at her with that unmistakable hunger.
Huh. Looks like someone’s going down.
Soon.