Chapter 18

Once finished, after reading the note several times, he closed his eyes and erased his words. If only, he thought, I could erase how I feel and everything I did. 18

Ekaterina Mischen hit the springboard. She flipped twice, twisted, and then landed. It was nearly spot-on, except for…

“Plant your feet!”

Ben was close enough to hear Kat’s coach/father scold her on the landing. She’d hopped ever so slightly.

“Next time,” Kat promised.

Her auburn ponytail bounced as she skipped back to the bench. The ladies’ TQ was over. With Kat’s score—even without it—they’d clinched a spot at team finals.

“So, your boyfriend is gay now?” Dina Underhill, Kat’s teammate and all-around rival, had that Kim Cattrall-style drawl that may have been sexy during lovemaking but was borderline annoying in normal conversation. Ben was close enough to hear that, too.

“Nice vault.” Kat ignored the spiteful inquiry, trying praise, instead, referring to Dina’s leap before hers.