The Preface:
Opens at the Rixton College hockey game. Reed Hendrix, Hayes Carver, Braysen Carver, and Owen. He is the cousin of both Tatum and Talon Pierce. It was the night of Talon’s hockey game and he sent her a text. Talon: Carvers are in town for the game. Got them tickets for tonight. Section R, first row. Normally she would never be caught dead at any school function, however, it’s the lesser of two evils. Because Kara asked her if she wanted to go to Rowdy’s? She heard they were having a party if the wolves won.
Her stomach churns, and another wave of unease ripples through her. She’s plotted and agonized over how to avoid that crowd, which means skipping out on parties as much as possible. That was what it was like having Beckham and Hayes Carver around growing up. Four, if she counted his cousin Owen, too. It looks like we have some friends visiting from out of town,” she adds, thankful for the excuse. Before going to their seats they decide to grade drinks and food. While in line Tate turns back looking around, and sees her ex-Wells Perry with the side piece she had caught him with, and the reason for their breakup.
She turns around so quickly that she stumbles and the guy behind her catches her elbow to steady her. She is so apologetic, and all he says is, No problem. When Kara says she needs to use the restroom. When Tatum looks over her shoulder and sees that Wells has noticed that Reed held her elbow she must stiffen. Because Reed asked, “Who’s that?” “Huh?” Tate lifts her chin to peer up at Reed. He subtly tilts his head to the side, flicking his gaze toward Wells. “The guy who’s caught your attention. What’s his name?”
“It doesn’t matter…” “I disagree. Every time you give in and look his way, your body stiffens.” I scowl. “No, I don’t. Besides, how would you know? We don’t even know each other.” “Well, don’t look at him,” I fire off through gritted teeth. He chuckles. “You want to tell me why not?” “It’s just—” She presses her lips together. “He, well, I don’t want him to know we’re talking about him, for one.” “All right, fine. Can you at least clue me in on who the guy is we’re not talking about?” “He’s my ex. His name is Wells. Wells Perry,” “Wait, Wells Perry?
As in the defensive end for the Rixton football team?” She groans. “That’s the one.” “I take it the two of you didn’t split on good terms, then?” “What would make you say that?” “Judgin’ by the look on his face. Sweetie, if looks could kill, I’d be a goner.” “No, it wasn’t on good terms.” She scoffs. “Honestly, I wish he’d leave me the hell alone. Clearly, he’s moved on, so why won’t he let me do the same?” Neither of them says a word until it’s her turn in line, and she orders a slice of pizza. It’ll be enough to tide her over for a bit. “Make it two,” the stranger calls from behind her, tossing two twenties on the counter.
“I’ll take a beer while you’re at it, too, please.” “What are you doing?” “Hold this for me, will ya?” he adds, setting his slice of pizza on top of hers. He swipes his beer and lifts it to the guy behind the counter, thanking him. “C’mon.” He tilts his head toward hers and wraps his arm around her neck. “What the hell are you doing?” “Will you stop asking so many damn questions? I’m helping you. What does it look like?” “Helping me?” “I’m starting to question your decisions.” “Oh yeah? Because I’m going along with this?”
“I’m trying to figure out what you saw in this guy, is all. I can’t put my finger on why, but I don’t trust him.” “Maybe he needs to see you moving on to get the hint.” “Moving on? With whom, you?” When I tilt my head to gaze at him, he doesn’t bother to look my way. “It’s Reed, by the way.” He corrects me, finally revealing his name. “Try to relax, will ya? I’d never do anything to hurt you. Besides, I think it’s working.” “What’s up, man?” Reed asks, flicking his hand toward Wells. “Do you two know each other?” I ask, wondering the same thing.
“Kinda. Although he may not recognize me.” “No, it’s all good. You can go, but thanks again.” “How about this?” He motions toward my phone. “I’ll give you my number, and if you need rescuing again, let me know.” This is not even the meat and potatoes of the whole story/romance. This also has a suspense and mystery in it, however, there is one glaring fact, Talon lies to her about Wren, and then she’s given a cryptic message by Wells. But we get no answer. Please tell me Talon gets his own book and we get the answer, please. 🤞