“Now it’s official,” Matt said and pulled me into his arms.
“The ring didn’t do it?” I smiled up at him. I knew he was probably still a little upset with me. But he didn’t look upset right now.
He dropped his head, letting his lips graze against mine. “My ring on your finger and my jacket on your shoulders? Either would have been a win. But both?” He kissed me slow. I was still getting used to his slow kisses. I loved these kisses more than the frantic, secretive kisses he used to give me. Because these meant more. These were real.
“Are you sure you’re up to going to school?” Matt asked.
“Yeah. I don’t want to just sit around all day again.” I pressed my lips together because we both knew I’d done a lot more than that yesterday. “And I also need to talk to Felix.” Really? That was what I thought would be good to mention right now?
Matt sighed and shook his head. “What are the odds that he’s going to propose to you in gym today?”
I laughed. “Slim to none. And I told you, James was just joking around.” I’m pretty sure.
“He’s trying to steal you away from me because he’s an ass.”
Yeah. Maybe. But James had also promised to try to fix things with Matt after our Isabella prank. I just needed to make sure I didn’t have to meet up with the Hunters anymore in order to pull it off. I was going to fix everything. And Matt would be happy then. And so would James. It was a win-win for everyone.
I looked up at Matt’s face. He didn’t look upset. He looked…uneasy. Like he was worried today was going to be a disaster. But he had nothing to worry about. I slid my hand into his. “Trust me, there’s no way James could ever steal me away from you.”
“Yo,” Mason said through a bite of granola bar. “Come on, we’re gonna be late. Morning, sis,” he said and winked at me before making his way out the ornate front doors.
“Well, at least he knows you’re off-limits,” Matt said as I pulled him outside.
“I’m off-limits to everyone but you. The ring and the jacket, remember?”
“Promise not to take them off?”
“I promise. But I’ll have to take the jacket off in gym.” I took every promise very seriously now. And I wanted to make sure he knew it. “I don’t think Coach Carter would like it if I was running around on the track…” my voice trailed off. I couldn’t run today. I was wearing my thickest socks and walking still hurt a little. “Actually, I guess I won’t be participating in gym today.”
“You’re sure you don’t want another day to rest?”
“No, that’s ridiculous.”
“We’re good, man,” Mason said as Miller approached us. He lifted up a pair of keys. “I’ll drive them.”
“She comes with us or doesn’t leave at all,” Miller said.
Wait…Miller? Miller was waiting by a brand new SUV. Miller and the SUV were both a surprise. He’d said he was going to quit.
“I’m a good driver,” Mason said. “Most of the time I don’t even speed.”
“Miss Pruitt, let’s go,” Miller said, ignoring Mason.
“What’s going on?” I asked, letting Matt’s hand fall out of mine.
Donnelley poked his head out of the passenger window. “Like the new ride? It’s top of the line. Safest vehicle in its class. Bullet-proof windows and everything.”
Bullet-proof windows? What the fuck? Did that mean Isabella still had a gun?
“Miss Pruitt, you have to drive with us to school,” Miller said. “Your father insists.” He opened up the back door.
Mason shrugged. “Are you coming with me or going with them, Matt?”
“I’ll stay with Brooklyn,” Matt said.
“Suit yourself. See you guys at lunch.” Mason hopped into his convertible and sped off.
I couldn’t ask Miller what was going on. So I did the only thing I could do and climbed into the back seat. Maybe he just hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to my dad yet. But if my dad had sent this car…he must have had a chance. Right?
The ride was silent and awkward. Maybe only awkward for me and Miller. We’d said goodbye. I’d assumed I’d never see him again.
Matt didn’t seem to find it weird at all though. But then again, he had no idea Miller was the guy I’d been seeing.
The closer we got to school, the more uneasy I felt. I’d been so excited to walk into school with Matt that I hadn’t thought about the fact that more had changed than just our relationship status. A few weeks ago, James would have been driving Matt to school in his Benz. A few weeks ago, Isabella hadn’t pointed a gun to my head. A few weeks ago, I had been Matt’s dirty little secret. But now everything was different. And there was a lump in my throat getting bigger by the second.