Page 373 of Ruthless Court

Noah’s mouth falls open.

Eli slowly turns.

Vale’s grin gets enormous.

“Your girl?”

I pick up the ball.

“You heard me.”

Noah points.

“He said my girl.”

“Shut up.”

Vale folds his arms.

“What’s the matter, Haverhill? Still worried I’m going to steal every woman you like?”

“I’m not worried about anything.”

“I already have Stella locked down.”

“Great.”

I bounce the ball once.

“Have her.”

Vale starts laughing.

“Happily.”

“Hannah’s mine.”

Another silence.

My jaw tightens.

“That sounded worse out loud.”

“No,” Noah says. “Keep going.”

Vale rubs his chin.

“I mean, I do still have the dimples.”

I glare at him.

He flashes them deliberately.

“Pretty powerful.”

“No.”

“Women love the dimples.”