I mulled over everything Alex said, but only one thing stood out. “He actually takes his time to make it to their bedrooms?”
She laughed. “And that’s why I think the girls bragging about him are lying.” She shook her head. “No way Talon Draven cares about any girl enough to protect her modesty like that. He strikes me as a screw-them-in-the-backseat kind of guy.”
I nodded my head. “I think you’re right.”
I made a mental note to never get into the backseat of Talon Draven’s car.
Chapter 5
The unfairness of our judgements.
Kenzlee~
There was nothing worse in the world than teenage co-ed high school gym class.
Whether you had your eye on someone or not, no girl wanted to sweat her makeup off in front of a bunch of cute guys.
No girl.
And, even if you weren’t worried about looking like a Halloween experiment gone wrong, no girl wanted to be the girl that the other girls didn’t want on their team.
High school gym class was the worse.
But, then, the Good Lord looked down upon me and said, “Okay, Kenzlee, I’ll cut you a break today because I owe you from that thing Satan did earlier with Talon Draven,” because the boy’s coach announced, “Ladies, Ladies, Ladies. Coach Hiller had an important meeting she had to attend, so it’s a free for all this period. You ladies are free to exercise however you want, as long as it’s with body motion and not sitting down on the mats gossiping.” I immediately went in search of a basketball, and figured I’d spend this period shooting hoops, minding my own damn business.
I walked over to the ball cage, and just as I picked up a basketball, I heard a voice behind me. “Hey, there.”
I turned around and came face to face with a very cute guy with dark auburn hair and green eyes. I wouldn’t classify him as a Ginger since his hair was so dark, but, even so, it worked for him. He was taller than me, but that’s not saying much since I’m only 5’1”, and I had to tilt my head to talk to him. “Hey,” I greeted back.
He smiled and showed a row of straight, white teeth. “I’m Jason Fuller,” he said, introducing himself, “captain of the basketball team.”
He looked pointedly at the basketball in my hands and I laughed. “I’m Kenzlee Mitchell.”
Jason nodded. “Alex’s cousin, right?”
Small world. Or school, I supposed. “Yeah,” I confirmed. “We’re cousins.”
His hand came up and started rubbing the back of his neck, and I thought it was a sweet, nervous gesture. “So, you like basketball?”
Before I could answer, a male voice boomed from behind me. “Jason, my man, whatcha up to?” I turned my head and two of the best-looking guys I have ever seen entered my vision.
Holy crap! What did this town have in its water?
You could tell they were brothers because they shared the same chocolate-colored hair, the same bright hazel eyes, and their bone structure was right on. And if they weren’t brothers, there were at least related somehow.
I turned back towards Jason when he answered, “Nothing much. How about you guys?”
The shorter one, by an inch, or so, replied, “Well, see Jason, we were over there ready to do our health conscience duty when we noticed you over hear talking to Draven’s girl, and, well, we decided to come over and join the party.”
What. In. The. Actual. Hell?
Jason’s eyes flicked to mine really quickly. “What do you mean, Draven’s girl? This is her first day of school, for fuck’s sake.”
I shook my head. “I’m not-”
The tall guy interrupted me as if I wasn’t present. “Doesn’t matter. She’s Talon’s. If you have a problem with that, take it up with him.”
I stepped in front of Jason and looked up at him. “They’re lying,” I rushed out, desperate for it to be the truth. I don’t know what game Talon and his friends were playing at, but I wanted no part of it. “I don’t even know Talon Draven.”
