Page 217 of Playing Dirty
I opened my mouth.
Closed it again.
Because annoyingly—
he wasn’t fully wrong.
LUCA
Tessa was kissing my neck again when I looked back toward the couch area.
Basketball guy was standing near Rowan now.
Closer than before.
Stillnot touching.
Which honestly felt insane considering the amount of tension happening between them.
Tessa followed my line of sight.
“Oh,” she said. “They’re definitely not fucking.”
I laughed instantly.
“You can tell?”
“She looks emotionally stressed.”
Fair enough.
TESSA
The hot ones are always disasters.
That’s just science.
The basketball guy looked like he wanted to kiss her and argue with her at the same time.
The girl looked like she’d rather die than admit she liked the attention.
Classic.
I grabbed Luca’s jaw lightly, turning his attention back to me.
“Stop watching them.”
“But it’s entertaining.”
“So am I.”
“True.”
Then she kissed me properly this time.
Problem solved.
ROWAN
