Page 128 of The Forever Play

Titans fans.

And they look pissed.

I swallow, my fingers curling into Zander’s jacket as he shifts me to his side and starts walking forward. But we don’t get very far.

Our steps are quickly blocked as the line converges in front of us.

My eyes dart across the wall of yellow and black before I glance up at Zander.

His jaw is clenched, his expression pulled into a tight glare. “Move,” he growls.

“Aw, come on, man. We just want to say hi,” the guy mocks him.

He’s tall and blond with a preppy-boy haircut. Although it looks as though he’s older, obviously graduated a few years ago. His gaze glints dangerously as he stares my boyfriend down, and then his eyes brush over me.

I shudder but try not to let it show.

“Who’s this?” He goes to reach for me, but Zander slaps his hand away, shoving him back.

“Ooooo!” The guy raises his hands in surrender, but his mocking laughter is grating. “So, you’ve got yourself a serious lady, huh?”

The group around us laugh and jostle one another like this is the funniest thing in the world.

“Got yourself a littlegirlfriend.” The way he says that last word makes my insides crawl.

“Back the fuck off,” Zander growls. “Just leave us alone.”

He tries walking us forward again but gets pushed back.

I jostle against him, and he catches me before I lose my balance. His arm is a protective shield, and I lean into his chest. I seriously don’t know how we’re going to get out of this, and fear is spiking through me as my imagination plays out various scenarios.

None of them are good.

Are they about to beat up my man?

I can’t let that happen.

I can’t?—

“Does she know?” the guy asks. “Does she know what a traitor you are?”

My eyes dart to him in confusion before tracking back to Zander, who is practically vibrating. I spread my hand across his stomach, trying to calm him, but he’s zoned in on the nasty D-bag right now, and…

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Oh, so she doesn’t.” The man grins, turning his nasty smile on me. “You don’t know that Zander here spent a night in jail?”

My heart stops beating for a second. That can’t be right.

“Yeah, he broke our team captain’s jaw. Can you believe that?”

“No,” I bite back. “He wouldn’t do that.”

“Oh, he did.” The man’s eyes glint at me, and I quickly look to Zander for reassurance, but I’m not getting it.

Zander’s glaring at the guy, his body shaking just a little harder as he avoids my gaze.

“You know he was her boyfriend, right?” the guy spits at Zander. “You’re lucky he never pressed charges.”

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