He continued in a distant voice, "I loved my marriage how it was…" His chair squeaked and his voice was clearer now. "Stop hanging out with the Kade boys. "
I looked up.
He watched me intently, his eyes never wavered away. "They are not good for you. They are dangerous to you. "
It all shut down again and I stood. "I thought you said to make friends?"
"I was hoping for the best then. Now I'm preparing for the worst. " His face was clouded. "Stay away from them, as much as possible. Please, Samantha. "
I gave him a wry look. "If only it were that simple. " And then I opened the door and went through the boys' locker room. The bell rang as I got to the hallway and I took refuge in my last three periods.
No Becky. No Adam. No one who cared was in those classes.
I was able to breathe easier knowing that.
After my last period, I escaped easily.
When I got to the mansion, I was surprised to find Logan in the dining room. He had books and papers spread out over the table and he glanced up idly. When he saw it was me, his focused snapped to attention. He gave me a lopsided grin, but my back straightened.
I wasn't fooled.
"We're doing a charity thing with your school this weekend. "
I shrugged and went to the kitchen.
"It's another football game. "
My hand paused when I reached for a water bottle.
"Your dad's going to be there. " He'd gotten up and leaned against a counter close to me. "What are you going to do?"
I shut the door and watched him. "What do you mean?"
"Who are you going to cheer for? Your loser school or your new soon-to-be stepbrothers?"
"And why would you assume I'd be there?"
He shrugged, but I caught his cocky grin. "It's for charity. Your whole school will be there. "
"When is it?"
"Saturday night. "
"Why not Friday night?"
He rolled his eyes and pushed off from the counter. I tensed when he reached around me and opened the fridge. His arm brushed against my shoulder and he pulled out a container of juice. "Because we have our normal game that night. We play Collins. You should come, cheer us on. "
"I think not. " I pulled away and remained at a safe distance.
His eyes seemed to laugh at me. "Whatever. You've gotta come to the charity thing. "
"And why's that?"
"Because we're going to win. " He made it sound like it was the most obvious thing to do.
"Why do you think I care?"
"Because…" He chewed on his words. "Because Mason and I are the best. Why wouldn't you come?"
"Because I don't care about that?"
"Well, you should. " He sounded miffed, like I had hurt his feelings.
I lifted a careless shoulder in the air.
He narrowed his eyes. "You're bit odd in the head, aren't you?"
I couldn't hold back my grin. "What do you mean?"
"Most girls would open a facebook page that we're your new stepbrothers. You act like we're your dirty secret. "
"I like my privacy. "
He shook his head. "We've got a couple parties this weekend too, if you want to go?"
"I'm good with my friends. "
His eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth, but Mason came around the corner that instant. Logan clamped his mouth shut, but he continued to give me a puzzling stare.
"Let's go. " Mason punched Logan in the shoulder as he bypassed us.
I looked over and held Mason's gaze before he went through the front door.
A different shiver went over my body at the sight of him and something left me when the door closed behind him. I refused to think it was anything more than hate…right?
CHAPTER TWELVE
That night I met Adam for burgers and he surprised me by bringing Becky. Everyone was happy until Jeff and Jill Flatten came in for their date night. They chose a booth across the restaurant so it was semi-easy to ignore them. When they left, Jeff gave me a once over and Jill gave me a glare.
Sigh.
I could've been a part of that.
Or not.
I shuddered at the thought of being with Jeff again, not to mention the deceit from Lydia and Jessica.
And since Becky must've been psychic, she shot forward and slammed a hand down on the table. "I heard Lydia telling Melissa Baker that Jeff asked about you. "
Adam sat back.
"What are you talking about?"
She jerked her head up and down. "Uh huh. And Nancy Morrow overheard it too. He asked Lydia and Jessica about you, at Jessica's locker. " She spoke like it was a hush-hush controversy.
"Come on, Becky. Jeff's not stupid. "
"Yeah, he is. "
"He knows that he's made his bed. "
"My cousin is a jerk-one douchebag. I bet you fifty bucks that he's going to start talking to you again by the end of the month. And Jill knows it too. " She pointed at the door with a French fry. "That's why she's upped her game against you. "
"Since they got together, she's been like that. "
"Yeah, but it's worse. I think she hates you. " She glanced at Adam from underneath her eyelids. "And I think Ashley DeCortts is scared of you. "
"Does she hate me too?" I hadn't done anything to anyone. Why did anyone care about me?
"No. " Becky gave me a small smile. "It's not in Ashley to hate someone. " She looked at Adam. "Right?"
He placed two hands against the table and pushed his chair back. When he stood, he plucked the bill from the table and went to the register.
"I think that's his answer for 'I don't care and let's get out of here. '"
Becky groaned. "I think he's mad at me. "
"Why?"
"Because he brought me on your date, because he thought you wouldn't go without me, and now I'm bringing up Ashley. " She leaned across the table and whispered behind her hands, "He still loves her, Sam. "
When he started back to us, I stood. "Becky, you're just being you. Don't worry about it. You've got nothing to feel bad about. "
She jumped to her feet and smoothed her hands down the front of her pants while she gave me an unsteady smile.
Adam stood behind me and asked in a low voice, "Sam, do you need a ride to school tomorrow?"
Becky's eyes got wide. She squeaked, but slapped both her hands over her mouth and jerked away.
As she hurried out the door, I couldn't stop a laugh. "Why are you like that to her?"
The corner of his mouth lifted. "Because she's so interested in everyone else's business. I don't think that's good for her. "
"Let her be. That's just her being her. "
"Yeah. " His voice was wry. "I heard what you said to her. "
I shrugged a shoulder. "That's how I feel. "
As we both turned for the door, his hand cupped the back of my elbow. "You never answered about that ride. "
I shook my head and pushed open the glass door. The evening had cooled and I knew I'd need a sweater soon.
Becky was already in his car, but I knew she could see us.
"Samantha?"
"My whole name?" I teased him before I gently twisted my elbow out of his hold. "I can give myself a ride. Thanks for the offer. That was sweet. "
He tugged on the back of my pants when I was about to step down for the car and held me back. His voice was close to my ear. "I could give Becky and you a ride tomorrow. "
I could imagine their reactions when they pulled up to the Kade mansion. And I chuckled dryly when I removed his hold from my pants. "That's okay, Don Juan, but I think Becky would appreciate a ride. "
He laughed, huskily, and brushed against the back of my neck. "Maybe I'll do that then. "
I gave him a curious look as I opened the front door and he rounded the car for his, but as he slid behind the steerin
g wheel, his face was clouded. A wall had been put in place and from the little I knew Adam, I knew I wouldn't get that wall back down for awhile.
When he drove us back to Becky's house where my car was parked, the ride was quiet. Even Becky was silent and I knew this was the right thing to do. He kept trying, but it wouldn't happen. It shouldn't happen. And he should give Becky rides. They were neighbors. A part of me felt he might start to like her, if only he'd get over whatever fascination he had for me.
I was broken. I didn't need to break anyone else with me.
When Adam pulled into his family's driveway, he didn't say goodbye. He got out of his side, shut the door, and strolled inside his family's house.
Becky gave me a sad smile as we were slower to get out. "He's mad. What'd you do?"
"Nothing. " That was the truth. "He'll get over it. "
"Yeah. "
I sighed. How had I gotten into more drama? "I'll see you tomorrow. "
"See ya. " She waved as I went to my car and drove off.
When I got home and after I had gone for a run, it was late. The place was empty, not a shocker. It always seemed empty except for the random sandwich wrapped in saran wrap that Mousteff would leave in the refrigerator for me . After I showered, I headed downstairs to the media room with a glass of water. I found Mason on the couch with the sports channel on the television and I hesitated in the doorway.
"Sit. "
I jumped at his command, but I did.
He lounged back on the couch with a beer on the table beside it. The television lights played across his face. It gave him a dark look, a somber one that added to the alarm I always felt around him. His eyes were on the screen and then they were on me. I tensed at the sudden change, at the intensity in them, but steeled myself. I was starting to think this was what he'd always be like, primed and alert.
"Logan and Nate went to some party. "
"Oh. " I winced at how timid I sounded.
He yawned and looked away.
I was released from his gaze and my body sagged from the relief of it. "What party?"
He jerked a shoulder up. "Don't care. "
"Oh. "
Then he smirked. "Your mom wants to take Logan and me to dinner Sunday. "
I narrowed my eyes. All the nerves I felt around him hardened at the mention of her. "Why?"
He looked back at me. The same caution was in his gaze as I felt in my body. "I was going to ask you the same question. "
Then it clicked. "That's why you didn't go to the party. You wanted to question me about her. "
He didn't blink. "You'd do the same. "
He was right and I nodded. "If you want to know my mom's agenda, I'm guessing it's because she wants to get to know you guys. "
"She told you on the patio that afternoon she knew us well enough. "
So they had heard. I'd been wondering.
I sat up straighter in my chair. "She was lying. "
He didn't say anything.
My voice grew bolder. "My mom wants everyone to do what she wants and she said those things so I'd do what she wanted. I think she wants to take you guys out for dinner to try and charm you. "
"It won't work. "
He said it so bluntly, but I knew it was the truth. A shiver went down my spine as I held his gaze in that darkened room with an empty mansion around us. Mason Kade was not stupid, far from it, and I wondered if I'd known it the whole time, if perhaps that's why I stayed away. He watched behaviors, he didn't listen to words. I wondered if Logan was the same and something in my gut told me he was.
"It worked on your father. "
"My dad has a weakness for weak women. "
Again, there was no judgment. It was a fact and he said it as such. The truth of it held more power because of the lack of emotion with him.