that sends a tingle skittering through me. Ivy screams his name from the sidelines, and I turn to film her. She catches sight of me, and does a little dance for the camera. I laugh and shake my head. That is so like Ivy.
Once the game is over, I pack up and head toward the bus. Ivy comes running up to me, a big smile on her face. “Hey sis, wasn’t that a great game?”
“It was.” I take in her energy, as she bounces around. “Hey, can I ask you a question?”
“Of course, you can.”
“What do you know about Cameron Reid?”
She grins. “Oh, are you interested in him?”
Maybe I sort of want her to think I am. “I don’t know. He wants to grab a drink, and I was just wondering what his story is. He and Landon don’t seem to get along.”
“I don’t know the details, really. But I think something happened between them in their freshman year. I think there was a girl involved. Some game they were playing.” The word ‘game’ rings in my head, and I recall my conversation with Cameron. He thinks life is a game.
“Do you and Cameron get along?”
“Yeah, we’re friends.” She puts one hand on her hip and eyes me, a sly smile on her face. “I had no idea Cameron was your type.”
“I don’t have a type,” I say, with a casual shrug.
“Sure, sis,” she teases.
“If we’re speaking of types, I thought he’d be more your type.” Cameron is attractive, with his perfect features, and he’s usually the kind of guy she goes for. I still can’t quite wrap my brain around her and Landon.
She crinkles her nose. “Cameron’s okay, I guess. I’m more into football players though.”
“Yeah, I know.” I hike my bag up higher on my shoulder when it slips. “Landon and all.”
She smiles, glances around and then leans into me all conspiratorially. “Don’t say anything, but I’m going to ask him to come home with me for Thanksgiving weekend.”
I try not to let my eyes bulge out of my head, as my heart nearly misses a beat. “You are?”
“Yup, already talked to Mom and Dad.”
“You guys are serious then?” Holy crap, Ivy has never brought a guy home to the farm before.
“He might be the one,” she says with a chuckle. Just then all her friends come running over, laughing and cheering.
“Let’s get back and party,” one of the girls yells, grabbing Ivy’s arm, all the while completely ignoring me.
With my stomach in a tight knot, I stand there as the girls all bounce away. A moment later, the guys make their way to the bus, and I jump on first, taking my seat up front, wanting to be alone with my thoughts.
I pull my phone from my pocket, and see a text from Cameron. I scan it as a big, hard body drops into the seat beside me. I don’t need to lift my head to know it’s my new friend Landon. That thought nearly makes me laugh. For the last three years, I was invisible and now I have two guy friends—two jocks who have their pick of girls, and have never bothered with me before. I should probably spend more time analyzing that.
“Did you get it?” Landon asks.
“Yup, I got all the action.” I glance over my shoulder and inch away from him. “Shouldn’t you be back there with the guys celebrating?”
His eyes narrow in on me. “Are you okay?” he asks. “You seem upset about something.”
“Not upset,” I lie, trying to wrap my brain around the fact that my sister is going to ask him home for the holidays. Has their relationship progressed that quickly? Another thought hits me like a punch. I’m Ivy’s twin. Perhaps he’s only being kind and friendly to me because some day he’s going to be my brother-in-law. Ivy is here to get her MRS. She doesn’t even hide that fact. Now that she’s in her fourth year, she must be buckling down and thinking about cementing her future. Of all the jocks on campus, vying for professional careers, Landon is a sure thing. He’s definitely going to make it, and everyone knows it. “I just have some work to do.” I lift my phone. “And a few texts to answer.”
He frowns, a storm in those dark eyes of his as he stands. “Okay, I’ll see you tonight at the Growler.”
“I’m not sure I can make it, Landon. I’m kind of busy and I have a bit of a