Page 387 of Ruthless Court

“No. Haverhill makes that exact face now whenever he sees something wrong with my game. You taught him that.”

“I did not teach him a face.”

“You made a face.”

“I have a face.”

My head snaps toward her.

She catches me looking.

“What?”

“That was my line.”

“You’ve said several useful things. Statistically, one was bound to stick.”

Noah snorts into his coffee.

Vale puts down his plate.

“What did you see?”

Hannah bites the inside of her cheek.

“Nothing.”

“Hannah.”

She looks at me.

I shake my head.

“Don’t fight it. He won’t leave you alone now.”

Vale pulls out the chair across from her.

“What?”

She sighs.

“Your second jump on offensive rebounds.”

He blinks.

“My what?”

“You’re leaving points on the floor.”

Every conversation in the kitchen stops.

Vale slowly lowers his fork.

“I’m averaging almost eleven boards.”

“I didn’t say you weren’t rebounding.”

“Then what are you saying?”