Free Blind Love (The Complete Box Set Romance Series) by Erin Wes Page A

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wouldn’t be too late. Dylan would probably be pissed at me for butting in, but
I didn’t trust Barbie. She was going to make this a big deal and I doubted that
she’d even thought about birth control.
    ***
    I had never seen
the football field so dark. Thankfully, I spent enough time here to know it by
heart. I also knew the place under the bleachers that Barbie would pick. At
least, I thought I did. Someone had tried to bring me there once.
    I had my phone,
but then I was afraid that they would know I was approaching if I used the
light on it to see where I was going.
    I got to what I
thought was the fifty yard line, but I wasn’t sure. The whole place looked
different in the dark. I pulled out my phone, suddenly creeped out by how quiet
it was. I saw where I wanted to go, then turned off the flashlight.
    I hurried, trying
to listen at the same time. Would they be making noise?
    I stopped. There
was someone behind me. Who could that be?
    “Taylor?”
    My heart jumped
out of my chest. “Bailey?”
    “Yes. I’m coming
with you.”
    “Fine.”
    “Use your phone,”
she said.
    “I don’t want them
to see me coming.”
    “Okay, then hold
my hand. This place is creepy in the dark.”
    “I know.”
    I knew Bailey was
only helping me because she didn’t want Barbie to win the contest. I mean,
really. Couldn’t they have picked someone other than Dylan? “Why Dylan?”
    Bailey snorted.
“He has tattoos and is a bad boy.”
    “He joined the
mathletes.”
    Bailey laughed. “I
don’t think that Barbie knows that. That makes him less cool.”
    I thought it made
him cooler, but what did I know. Everyone thought I was cool and I had no idea
what cool was. I seemed to have the right clothing and attitude and I was a
cheerleader. The right genes had made me cool. Blonde hair. Blue eyes.
Whatever.
    Somehow, it all
seemed so stupid as we were walking across a darkened
football field. So stupid. And, Dylan was going to get hurt. We had to hurry. I
didn’t know how long it would all take, but I hoped I got there before the deed
was done.
    I stopped. Bailey
ran into me. “What?”
    “I think I hear
something.”
    “I know where they
are,” Bailey said.
    “Then you lead.”
    She got me to the
back of the bleachers. I really needed to find new friends. This was
ridiculous.
    The night was
chilly, and I hoped I’d find them soon.
    “What the fuck are
you doing here?” Barbie said.
    I stopped in my
tracks. Bailey pulled out her phone and turned on the light. She shone it on
Barbie and Dylan still dressed. Dylan looked pissed – he must have realized
that I was there, too.
    “Taylor?”
    “Dylan, she’s just
using you,” I said. “I can prove it.”
    I still had the
text stream on my phone. Why she’d discussed in a series of texts, I’ll never
know, but it was evidence in my favor.
    Bailey brushed
past me and grabbed her sister by the hair. “You’re a slut. I’m done with this
contest.”
    She dragged her
sister out from under the bleachers. Barbie was screaming. Dylan was trying to
separate the two.
    “Stop it,” I said.
    Barbie punched
Bailey.
    I grabbed Dylan to
get him away from them. “Stop. Let them fight it out.”
    He stepped away,
then glared at me. I put a hand on his arm. “Look.”
    I showed him the
conversation on my phone. He took it from me to get a better look.
    “She’s a bitch,” I
said.
    I could only see
his face from the light on my phone, but he didn’t look too happy. “I was
trying to warn you, Dylan. That’s all.”
    Barbie had Bailey
on the ground. I actually didn’t care what happened to them. There was so much
drama around them that they tired me. I would still be a cheerleader, but I
didn’t think I’d hang with them anymore.
    Helena would be
ecstatic. She didn’t like any of my cheerleader friends. What had I been
thinking? Their father owned the largest house in the town. Maybe I’d been
thinking like my mother.
    “Are you doing
this virginity thing?” Dylan