Forever Mine(38)

“Really?” Valerie asked. “We haven’t even had desert yet.”





“Stay and finish,” Alex said. “I’ll keep you company. This guy just can’t wait to get Sarah away from me.”





Angel smiled and pulled Alex by the back of his shirt. “Let her out.”





“Are you okay with me going?” Sarah asked Valerie.





“Not really,” Alex said, getting up “But if he’s gonna be an ass about-- Oh, you were talking to Valerie."





Sarah laughed and Angel shoved him, barely moving him.





“Yeah, go ahead,” Valerie said. “I’ll see you at home later.”





CHAPTER 11



Sarah and Angel headed to the beach. Not the cliffs where they usually went. Sarah wanted to walk on the beach.



It wasn’t too crowded for a Saturday. They walked for quite a while and were already on their way back to the car, when Angel brought up his Spanish class woes.



“You don’t know Spanish?” She was completely surprised.





“Well, I thought I was okay at it,” he said “But according to the scores I’ve been getting on my quizzes, I suck.”





Sarah couldn’t help laughing despite the agitation she was feeling about the impending conversation. “I can help you.”





Angel turned to her curiously. “You know Spanish?”





“Claro que si” Of course.



Angel smiled at her impressed. “Good, because I have a quiz Tuesday, and progress reports go out on Wednesday. If I don’t get higher than a D on my quiz I’m sitting out the game on Friday.”



Sarah smiled. “I’ll be your private tutor.”



They got to the car and Angel leaned on it, pulling her against him. “Mmm, sounds good.”



Sarah knew she needed to ask him now or she’d have to wait until tomorrow and she wanted it over with. She took a deep breath “Speaking of your game, Angel. Can I ask you something?”



Angel’s hands moved all over her back. “Of course.”



“Why would Dana be wearing your jersey at the game?” She thought she saw a flicker of panic in his eyes for a second and then it was gone. He exhaled, glancing away then back at her.



“I don’t know, Sarah,” he said. “I’ve hung out with her in the past, but she’s always made more out of it then it really was.”



Sarah felt something inside her ignite. “Was she your girlfriend?” She was trying so hard not to sound jealous. But she was, completely. She’d heard all the stories from Valerie about him and Dana, but hearing it from him set her on fire.



“No,” he snapped. “I told you, I’ve never had a girlfriend.”



“Have you slept with her?” What the hell? She hadn’t intended on going there but the words just flew out and they kept coming.



She saw his eyes widen for a second then go back to normal. He rubbed her back gently. “Does it really matter, Sarah?”



Her heart jumped to her throat. She wanted to scream. What had she expected? Why had she let herself fall for him? This was just one girl. How many other girls was she gonna have to deal with?



“So, she was never your girlfriend, you just slept with her? Is that what you’re planning on doing with me?



His eyes narrowed and his expression hardened. “Sarah, as far as I’m concerned you are my girlfriend. Only reason I hadn’t said it’s ‘cause I wasn’t sure you took our agreement that way.”



Sarah wouldn't listen. All she could think of was the fact that he’d slept with Dana and it made her sick. “Were you exclusive with her?” Her voice dripped with sarcasm.



“No, I wasn’t.”



The lump in her throat was beginning to suffocate her. Don’t you dare cry. She tried pulling away from him but he tightened his grip around her.



“So, why does she have your jersey, Angel?” She gulped hard. The words just kept coming and they wouldn’t stop. “Did you give it to her after you slept with her? How many other girls have your jersey?”



“No one else does.” His voice was too calm. “She borrowed it last year and never gave it back.”



He tried giving her a peck but she turned away. “What do you wanna hear, Sarah?”



That made her even madder. Was he gonna humor her now? She squirmed trying to get away from him but her struggle was futile. She was no match for his strong arms.



She stopped and looked him in square in the eye.





“I want the truth about you and Dana.”





“There was no me and her,” he insisted. “Even if there had been something why would I lie?”