Page 141 of The Forever Play

Fuck. I’ve lost her for good.

With a soft groan, I bury my head in my hands, forgetting that I’m surrounded by my teammates. A hand lands on my shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.

“I’m sorry, man. It sucks.” Grady tries to commiserate with me, but what does he know? His relationship with Teah is fucking perfect.

A foot nudges me under the table. “Snap out of it, dude. Focus on football.”

Because that’s Carson’s answer to everything. And girls and parties and booze.

Yeah, well, I’m not going down that road again.

Not that any of them understand why I’m so uptight about that shit.

Fuck. I would do anything to erase my past. Not all of it, just that shitty-ass year where I became someone I didn’t even know and?—

“Zander.”

My head pops up, the last voice I expected to hear cutting through my internal wailing.

“Sienna?” I blink, wondering for a second if she’s an apparition.

She’s standing on the other side of the table, her eyes bright and fiery, her mouth set in a determined line.

“We need to talk. Whatever you have going on, cancel it. I don’t care if it’s class or practice or what. Get out of it now, because this is really important.”

Holy shit.

She has never spoken to me like this before. It’s sexy as fuck.

It makes me want to jump up from the table and follow her like a well-trained police dog.

But why is she here?

To kick me in the nuts or forgive me?

To torture the truth out of me or tell me it’s okay?

Would you fucking man up and go with her! She deserves the truth.

With a thick swallow, I nod and stand, my tray rattling when I accidentally kick the table with my knee.

Grady and Carson watch me like hawks as I stand and straighten my shirt. I glance at my best friend, who gives me a short nod and mutters, “Got you covered, bruh.”

“Thanks,” I croak, my eyes darting past Carson, who’s shaking his head and looking annoyed.

Ignoring him, I walk down the line of tables, Sienna parallel to me on the other side. Her gaze is like a laser beam, and I’m seriously fried by the time we reach the door.

“Let’s go to my car,” I murmur, my insides writhing as we walk in silence to the parking lot.

I open the door for her, and she slips into the passenger seat while I walk around to the driver’s door. My heart is pounding. I’m not sure where to go. She probably doesn’t want to head back to my place, and I don’t really want to sit here talking while curious students walk past, so I start the engine and drive to the other side of campus, heading behind the hockey arena to a wooded area that hardly anyone comes to.

Pulling the car to a stop near a grove of trees, I glance around and notice we’re the only ones here. It actually kind of feels like we’re the only people on Earth right now, and that’s a good thing. Because what Sienna wants to say is going to weigh a fucking ton, and I don’t need an audience.

As soon as the engine stops, I unclip my seat belt and start fidgeting with my watch strap. We haven’t said afucking word to each other since she appeared in the hall, and I’m dying.

Sienna’s always got something to say.

And now she’s quiet.

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