My Unforgivable Mate novel Chapter 17

But that means I have to play sick for at least two days in advance, it'll be a little sus if I just became sick on the day we're supposed to have another family dinner with the Salvadores.

Dad pulls up in the garage and I unbuckle my seatbelt picking my shoes and my purse up as I open my car door, I step out feeling the cold garage floor. My dad come to view in front of me and takes my purse and shoes from me, "Jump." He tell me turning around and bending a little.

I step out then jump on his back warping my legs around his waist and neck so I don't fall, he turns closing my car door and then locks his car making his way to the elevator. He presses a button calling the elevator down. "Do you like Saint?" He asks as we wait for the elevator.

I swallow as his question makes my heart skip a beat. "I don't know him well enough." I simply say trying to control my racing heart, why would my father think I like that idiot?

The elevator door opens and we step in, I let myself go sliding down my father back letting me feet meet the carpet floor. It's not a long wait before out home opens up to us and I take my purse and shoes from my father and making my way upstairs "Good night dad."

"Good night." He says going into the kitchen. I go into my room and immediately go for the bathroom to remove my makeup and do my face routine before knocking out on my bed with my dinner clothes.

The beaming sunshine wake me up and I groan remembering that I didn't close my blinds, ugh great. I sit up shading my eyes with my hand then move to my bathroom, I take my hair out in front of my ten feet mirror then open my seventh draw revealing all my hair products.

I get some shampoo, conditioner and hair moisturizer putting them on my counter. I split my hair in two putting them in front of my so I have no hair on my back and then turn to my mirror, I stretch trying to reach my zipper and with a little bit more stretching I get here.

"Oh my gosh!" I sigh getting out of of the jumpsuit, it drops to the floor and I pick it up throwing it on my marble counter. I take off my strapless bra and lacy panties going nude and then run the water in my glass shower before stepping in with my shampoo and conditioner.

"I'm getting ready," I tell her putting on a black nike hoodie and move to my closet and go to the back getting white champion shoes to finish my outfit. I grab my tennis bag with my tennis racket hanging out.

Last year Bailey and I got into tennis after she saw the cute outfits, turns out she's pretty good at it and I'm not far behind. Tili is a big fan of tagging along but never actually playing, she usually keeps count and cheers us both on.

I put a scrunchy around my wrist then get my phone and leave meeting Bailey and Tili by the elevator doors. We take my car and end up at the half empty court in less then then twenty minutes, I'm mean we live in a pretty high classes neighbourhood and everything is at least twenty minutes out.

We all get out taking our bags with us and then start to set up, Bailey makes her way to the opposite side of the court as I take my sweater off dropping it over my bag. "I got the balls!" Bailey shouts from across the court.