“And Cole told you stuff? About his team? About their strategy?” I realize why my twin is suddenly so eager. He thinks I’m a woman scorned. He thinks I’ll turn on Wes.
I stand. “That. That right there is why you don’t know him. Because ever since I first talked to him freshman year, he’s never once asked me the same questions about you.”
Liam looks at me as though I’m naïve, idiotic. “Because he doesn’thave to, Maeve. He’s beaten us every year.”
“But that’s how you want to win? With intel I got when I was in the backseat of his car?”
Liam looks horrified. “Maeve, don’t tell me shit like that.”
I almost want to laugh. “I’m not telling you anything. You’re both more important to me than the stupid sport you play.”
I walk toward the door.
“So, what are you going to do now? If he realizes you didn’t cheat? You’re going to actually date him? An Eagle?”
“I don’t think that’s going to happen.”The one thing you knew I couldn’t forgive.
“Then why did you tell me, Maeve?”
“He came to my practice this morning, and people probably saw. I wanted you to hear it from me.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
WESTON
“Heard you crashed a Glenmont girls’ soccer practice,” Chris says as he drops into the seat across from me in the Alleghany High library.
I flip a page in the book I’m pretending to read. “For two towns that claim not to talk to each other, information seems to pass back and forth between them pretty fucking quickly.”
“You’re hardly in a position to judge. From what I’ve heard, you’ve done a lot more than just talk to someone from Glenmont.”
“So, everyone knows?”
“I wouldn’t say everyone—there was one girl in my Stats class who had her headphones in and wasn’t paying attention to what the rest of us were talking about… but aside from that I’d say there’s a clear majority in the know now, yes.”
“Shit.” I close the book, no longer interested in looking busy.
“Pretty much. Maeve Stevens? Maeve fuckingStevens, Wes? What the hell were you thinking?”
“I wasn’t,” I reply. “It just… happened.”
“It just happened? That’s not going to fly with the team, man. They’re pissed. You don’tjust happento hook up with a girl from Glenmont. You didn’t get that memo the first day you moved to town?”
“She’s not just a girl from Glenmont. I—I care about her. Okay?”
Chris stares at me as though I’ve just told him I’m quitting football. “You care. About Maeve Stevens.”
“That’s what I just said.”
“Who are you and what the hell have you done with my best friend?”
“Chris, be serious.”
“I am! I’ve never seen you do more than exchange small talk with a girl unless it’s to hook up. And now you’re telling me you’ve got feelings for Liam Stevens’ sister? I figured you were just trying to get in her pants.”
I don’t answer, and Chris correctly interprets my silence. “You already did.”
“I’m not discussing it with you.” I think that surprises Chris more than anything else I’ve said so far.