Chapter 29

"It's weird that you catch with your right hand but throw with your left," I say breaking the awkward silence as he uses his finger to dab cream on my face,

"It's weird that you're the exact opposite," he answers then moves his hand grabbing more cream placing it back on my cheek.

"Didn't know you had throws like that in you," hearing a quiet snort after I say that I look at Gentry who's trying not to smile.

When his eyes meet mine Gentry moves his hand bringing it down, before I can look away or saying anything Gentry leans forward wrapping his lips around mine. I won't lie, for a split second there I forgot.

I forgot the shit I've gotten from him in the last week and a half, and before my eyes completely shut I remember all at once and pull my lips away. When his eyes open to look into mine Gentry keeps his face close and whispers, "I'm so sorry Shane."

Afterward Gentry stands walking past me heading for the door, before he makes it I say "you're such an asshole"