Page 200 of Ruthless Court

I close my eyes.

“I need to stop talking around you.”

“You kissed?”

“He kissed me.”

“You kissed him back.” I heard the smirk in her tone.

I turn.

“How do you know?”

“Your face.”

“What’s wrong with my face?”

“It changed.”

I pull one sleeve over my hand.

“It was a mistake.”

“Was it bad?”

“No.”

Her smile grows.

“That’s the problem.”

“It was manipulative.”

“What?”

“He discovered I could help his game, then kissed me.”

Stella considers that.

“Did he want to kiss you before he saw you coach?”

“He claims he did.”

“Did it feel calculated?”

My lips tingle at the memory.

Kane’s fingers behind my neck.

His mouth moving over mine.

The way his control tightened when I kissed him back.

“No,” I admit.

“Then believe the evidence.”

“I study ancient civilizations. Evidence is rarely simple.”