This would be good for Krit and me. Even if it was Rock I’d have to be watching on the field all night. I could deal with it.
That little whatever it was had ended. I could go back to being invisible to Rock Taylor.
Chapter Thirteen
Rock
She didn’t look at me again. Fuck!
I’d had her attention and I’d blown it off. Whispering to Noah had screwed that shit up. Trisha didn’t glance my way one more time. Not even a peek. She had taken a seat with her friends. Instead she kept laughing and talking to Riley and the nerdy guy who had shown up in line and made her smile. I hated him. Didn’t know him, but I hated that she smiled so easily for him.
Noah kept slipping her hand up my thigh, and I had to grab her hand and squeeze to get her to stop trying to cup me right here in the damn lunchroom.
“Why are you stopping me?” she whispered in my ear.
Because I wanted to watch Trisha and see if she looked at me again. I wasn’t f**king it up this time. Playing games with someone like her was stupid. I knew better than that. I’d just been so pissed about her blowing me off and pushing me away.
“Not here,” I replied, watching Trisha cover her ribs and laugh. The laughing was hurting her. Dammit. Her eyes danced as she looked at the nerdy guy. Did she like him?
“Let’s go somewhere, then,” she said, trying to wiggle her hand free of my hold.
“Not now.”
Damn, she was getting on my nerves already.
Trisha distracted me by standing up. Several guys turned to look at her. She was oblivious, though. She continued talking to Riley, and then walked with her over to the trash cans. I moved Noah off me and headed over to her. I wasn’t sure what the hell I was going to say, but I had to get her to look at me again.
Riley she stopped talking midsentence when she saw me over Trisha’s shoulder.
I had to say something to Trisha or she’d leave. “Trisha.”
Her body tensed and I hated that. I didn’t want to be the one who she tensed up around. I wanted to be the one to make her smile.
Slowly she turned around to look up at me. Those bright blue eyes I dreamed about looked guarded. “Yes?”
What now? It wouldn’t make sense for me to apologize about Noah. I had nothing to apologize for. Not really.
Hell.
“I’m going to go,” Riley said, and Trisha glanced at her.
“Wait on me.” The pleading in her voice wasn’t hard to miss.
Riley nodded and dropped her gaze to the floor.
“How are you?” I asked, needing to say something.
“Fine, thank you” was the only response I got.
I needed to get her to talk to me. But how?
“You coming to the game tonight?” Shit. Had I seriously just asked her that? As if she didn’t have bigger issues than coming to the football game.
She glanced over at Riley. “Yeah, Krit and I are going with some friends.”
So she was coming. Okay. I had to change my plans.
“Rock, you ready to go find a closet to finish what we started?” Noah wrapped her arms around mine and whispered loud enough for everyone to hear her.