Sweet Fall (Sweet Home #2)(53)
Laughing, I asked, “Then what’s up?”
“Cass just called. Molly’s philosophy lecturer has just been on the phone. Molls is real sick. Cass has gone to get her. Thought we could rally together and look after her. You know, ’cause she ain’t got no family.”
“Oh no, poor Molls!”
“So, you gonna come, darlin’?”
“Sure thing.”
A minute later, I was running into the locker room. I grabbed my gym bag and met Ally outside. She was watching me with a concerned expression as I quickly walked toward her.
“You okay, Ally?” I asked when we began walking side by side to our sorority house. “You that worried about Molls?”
“Yeah… I mean, no… I mean—” she flustered but then roved her eyes down my body and asked, “You lost weight, darlin’? I don’t mean to sound out of place, but you’re looking real thin in those training shorts. Everything okay with you? The squad’s not putting too much pressure on you to lose weight are they? Shelly can be a real bitch about her flyers being real skinny and small.”
Nerves almost had my footing faltering at her words. Did she suspect something? But I quickly recovered. “Nah, girl, I’m all good. Probably just all the cheer training and stress from school. My business class is kicking my ass!” I added a forced laugh just to sound extra convincing.
Ally stared at me a little too long before a wide grin spread on her lips. I exhaled like I’d been holding my breath for an eternity.
“I feel you, girl. My history lecturer is being a damn tyrant! Keeps telling me that if I wanna become a museum curator and get my PhD, I need to get perfect grades and apply myself more in class. I’m telling you, he’s Satan in disguise underneath that stuffy tweed jacket of his!”
Forcing another laugh at Ally, I knew I’d deflected her concern when she began chatting happily about how she had to volunteer at the local museum for the finals of her degree.
And then the voice reared his head.
Did you hear that, Lexington? Ally noticed you had lost weight. Well done… Well done… And Shelly asks her flyers to lose weight? But she has not asked you, which means she already thinks you are thin. You must keep going. The sweet scent of victory is about to surround us.
This time I didn’t need to fake the happy attitude my best friends knew me for. Knowing I was looking slimmer, that Shelly thought I was thin, and that I was finally sprinting toward my goal gave me the natural spring in my step.
Chapter Seventeen
Austin
“Any drugs found on any of the Tide players will result in instant expulsion from both the team and from the school. We run a zero tolerance drug policy at this college, and exceptions will NOT be made.
“The problem seems to be increasing, and you mark my words; you boys are role models for this school, for this community, and I won’t have a scandal while I’m in charge. We’re a good Christian student body, and our reputation will not be sullied by the use of illegal and, potentially, lethal substances.
“Am I clear?” the dean demanded. All the time, he concentrated on me and my reaction.
Rome had been slouched beside me on the bench in the locker room, no doubt seeming relaxed to the dean and anyone else looking, but the guy was anything but. I got from his subtle side-glances that he was pissed Axel was continuing the dealings on campus—risking my place in this year’s draft. Jimmy-Don shook his head in annoyance too, but they just didn’t understand. Only reason Mamma got to stay in that rich-ass hospital these last few weeks was due to Axel and Levi’s income.
Rome turned to me after the dean had left, but before he even opened his mouth to talk shit about my brother? I shut him up with a firm shake of my head.
As usual, Rome got pissed at me and took it out on the weights before he had to split and go check on Molly, who was apparently sick.
The sound of the doorknob turning had me glancing back from my place on the sofa in front of the unlit open fire. A second later, Lexi entered, dressed in a long black dress with a huge knit sweater over the top. The clothes were drowning her, but it was her face that had me jumping up and almost running across the room. Lexi’s pale face was weary and concerned.
“Pix, what is it?” I asked.
Her mouth opened, but she couldn’t speak.
“Pix? Has something happened?”
Lexi shook her head slowly as I guided her to the couch, careful not to lay a finger on her back.
Lexi’s huge green eyes looked upon me and she said, “I’m not supposed to tell you.”
I smirked. “Another secret?”
Lexi’s red-painted lips twitched, but she replied, “This time it isn’t mine to tell.”
I sat back and tried to think of what it could be. My eyes narrowed as I stared at Lexi nervously playing with the sleeves of her black sweater, and Rome’s hasty exit from practice immediately came to mind.
“Something’s up with Molls,” I said, less of a question and more a statement.
A whoosh of breath left Lexi’s mouth, and I knew I was right.
“What’s up with her?” I pushed.
Lexi shut her eyes for a second and slowly exhaled. “She’s pregnant.”
Fuck. I wasn’t expecting that. That meant Rome… Rome was gonna be a daddy? Fuck!