“Cool. This is like nerd—”
Holding up a hand, Jasper hardened his tone. “You might want to consider your next words. Poking fun at gamers isn’t going to make me want to win your cards back.”
“I wasn’t going to make fun!” God, was he always going to assume the worst of me?
“Oh?” His skeptical expression said yes. Yes, he was going to make those assumptions.
“I was going to say ‘nerd heaven.’ And it’s a lot of people. That’s all.” Maybe calling it nerd heaven was bad because Jasper didn’t crack a smile. I rambled ahead, trying to figure out how to redeem myself. “I didn’t realize gaming was that popular. This is more than the turnout for some of my college’s home games. It’s impressive.”
“It’s massively popular all over the world. And this is actually a little smaller than some of the regional tournaments. I’ve played in bigger.” Jasper’s shoulders lifted, and his voice lightened the way it always did when he bragged. I wasn’t supposed to find that appealing but it did something for me, his confidence infectious.
“Wow. And you have to beat all of them?” Suddenly, our prospects seemed much dimmer.
“No.” Finally, I got a laugh out of Jasper. “I have to rack up points, then I get to pick things on the prize wall. I’m not looking to make the finals or even place. I’ll let the people trying to qualify for the pro tour worry more about standings at the end of the day.”
“There’s a pro tour? Like, people making their living playing cards?” I’d never considered this before, and I probably should have. Stupid. I was so stupid to think that a couple of lessons from Bruno made me into some badass card-playing genius when there were people out there making real money doing this.
Jasper raised an eyebrow at me. “You name it and people have probably made money doing it. Gaming is huge, man. Vloggers and streamers make good money if they’re big enough names. And the game companies pay too. I have a buddy who works for the Odyssey folks and he’s in heaven, playing cards all day. But it’s work too.”
“And is that what you want to do? After graduation?” As far as I knew from the mom gossip network, Jasper was on some sort of math scholarship. I’d always figured he’d get a doctorate, be an important professor, but now I could also see him going the professional gamer route.
“Yeah. I’ll probably join Conrad at Odyssey this summer, see what they have for me.” Jasper didn’t look all that certain as he shrugged, but then his voice brightened. “I’ve got a ticket to an exclusive launch party next month in New York for their new set. That’ll be my chance to chat with the management people, see if they’re still interested in me.”
The line moved marginally closer to the front. My leg was already tight from driving and the line wasn’t helping, but I tried to be subtle as I shifted my weight around. “I’m sure they will be if you’re as good as you say you are.”
“Oh, I’m good.” He gave me a pointed look that made heat pool in my belly and made me forget all about my leg. “I’ve got other options too. Like, Ned from the hospital foundation has said I could do an internship there this summer, work in finance maybe. But I’ll probably go with the game. Leaving Gracehaven’s going to be so hard, though. Not sure I’m ready, honestly. But graduation awaits.”
“Yeah.” Undoubtedly, that was the right option for Jasper. And it wasn’t his fault that the thought of him in NYC instead of Gracehaven sucked the energy right out of me. He’d be moving on to bigger and better things. As it should be. And I had no reason to let that make me sad. Pushing those thoughts away, I gestured at the crowd around us. “So how does this work?”
“I get registered and my decks get checked out, then I get a schedule of matches. From that point on, I’m pretty busy.” Jasper bounced a little, like this was an excellent development. Him excited was simply too cute and I had to smile at him. “You’re free to watch any of the matches, shop the vendors, or get some casual play in. I brought an easier deck like the ones we use with the kids if you want to try some of those games.”
“That was nice of you.” And it was, made my insides bubble to think about him packing up, thinking about me right as I’d been thinking about him with the doughnuts. Maybe—
“Eh. We can’t have you bored.” Well, okay then. Not a personal thing at all. I frowned as Jasper continued, “Most likely I’ll barely get any breaks. Thank goodness for those doughnuts.”
“I’ll leave around lunch, get you a sandwich and some soda, and bring it back,” I offered. Perhaps he hadn’t meant anything by packing the deck for me, but I was still pleased enough to do him a favor. And he was trying to win the card for me after all.
“Thanks. That would be sweet.” Not that I would be sweet, but the gesture. He undoubtedly didn’t mean it as some sort of deep sentiment. However, my face still warmed at the compliment. I liked doing things for him, far more than was probably smart. It seemed to make me happy in a way I hadn’t been in quite a while.
He fished a ten out of his pocket. “For my food. You got the doughnuts already. And my registration.”
“Least I could do.” After the parking fee we’d encountered, I wasn’t too proud to take his cash. I pocketed the money as we shuffled forward again.
“Jasper! How the heck are you?” A tall Asian guy around our age who seemed to speak exclusively in exclamation points strode over to us.
“Eugene.” Jasper gave him a high five and a big smile. “You playing or watching?”
“Playing! Always! This the new boyfriend? I heard about Rafe, man. Getting dumped sucks!” Even Eugene’s style of commiseration was upbeat. And what was this? Boyfriend? I didn’t have time to be rattled by the wrong assumption because I was too busy realizing yet again that Jasper had had this whole life at college that I knew nothing about. Hobbies. Majors. Future plans. And friends. Boyfriends. Undoubtedly, wanting to deck this Rafe on principle was not the right reaction, but I couldn’t stop the sudden, swift surge of jealousy.
Next to me, Jasper sputtered. “Uh. No. Not boyfriend. This is Milo. We went to high school together. He’s a newbie to the game.”
“Hey.” It didn’t escape my notice that I was Milo-from-high-school and not a friend. Not that I’d expected more, but still. I’d figured after our talk in the car that maybe we were working back toward something again. Clearly, we still had a way to go.
“Newbie, huh?” Eugene sized me up, grin broadening further. “Hit me up in the casual area later! I always try to throw the noobs some tips between real matches. I’ll be gentle.”
My skin heated at the joke, and Jasper was also turning all sorts of shades of pink. I’d been around locker rooms enough not to be fazed by a mild crack or two, but my brain was still spinning around the whole boyfriend concept. My real worry was that Eugene was able to tell the direction of my thoughts, but right then two girls came up and stole Eugene away in a flurry of laughter and perfume. Dude had an entourage. I smiled as they walked away, but Jasper scowled.