Page 372 of Ruthless Court
Noah points toward me.
“His girl brought a waffle maker.”
Vale looks offended.
“Why wasn’t I invited?”
I stare at him.
“To my date?”
“Movie night.”
“You were with Stella.”
“Yeah.”
He says it like that has absolutely nothing to do with anything.
“But still. I should've had the option.”
“You were not getting the option.”
Vale tosses the towel onto the bench.
“What kind of waffles?”
I turn away.
“Don’t.”
“Chocolate chip,” Eli says.
Vale’s face lights.
“Oh, I’m coming.”
“No, you’re not.”
“They making them now?”
“Hannah is.”
“Hannah.”
He grins.
“You're already first-naming Bookworm like an old married couple.”
“Back off my girl.”
The words leave before I think about them.
Silence.
Every guy on the court stops.
I stop too.
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