CHAPTER 3
Weevil waited at his bike for Veronica to show. She was already late and his mind was playing tricks on him. What if she changed her mind? She had had to go to Logan's for her chemistry textbook and he could have caught her there. Weevil knew that Veronica hadn't told Logan about what they were doing, and he worried that when Logan did find out he would pressure Veronica to stop until she caved. He didn't breathe easy until he heard the familiar sound of her car pulling up. He made a mental note to check under the hood later,as he got up to greet her.
"Veronica Mars. So what is this, you trying to be fashionably late or something?" he grinned. "Because you know, I'm already hot for you".
Veronica chuckled as she got out of her car. "Oh Eli" she said in a fake southern accent. "You do know how to flatter a girl" she added an eyelash flutter for affect. He shared in her laugh as they made their way into her father's office.
"No really, why were you late? I was getting worried" he asked seriously. Veronica sobered instantly and touched his arm lightly.
"I didn't mean for you to. I just lost track of time that's all". She moved away and bounced down onto the couch and opened her bag. Weevil stood there for a second and thought for the millionth time how much of lucky bastard Echolls was.
"How did it go?" he asked, joining her on the couch. "Was he there?" She avoided his eyes at his question and he got his answer. "So I guess that's how you lost track of time then" he said bitterly.
"Eli…" she started then sighed. "Let's get started, okay?" The look she gave him begged for forgiveness. His look did the same. He knew where their relationship stood, and had even accepted it. So why was he still pushing her? He swore under his breath and they got down to business.