Page 348 of Ruthless Court

Unlike the guys, he doesn’t touch me.

Just leaves the space open.

I settle into it on purpose.

That shuts him up.

Briefly.

He looks down at me.

I look toward the television.

“So what are we watching?”

Noah reaches for the remote.

“You don’t want to know.”

“Why?”

“Jalen picked.”

Jalen looks offended.

“It has a ninety-two percent audience score.”

“That means nothing,” Eli says.

I point at the screen.

“Play it.”

Kane leans close.

“You sure you’re staying for this?”

I look at him.

“At your place?”

“Yes.”

“All weekend?”

His expression changes.

I smile.

“We’re having a date-a-thon.”

The room quiets.

Noah looks over.

“A what?”

“A date-a-thon.”