Page 393 of Ruthless Court
Knees bent.
Weight loaded.
Feet beneath her.
“Land ready to leave again. Your second jump should already be starting before everyone else realizes there’s another rebound available.”
Vale copies her.
“Better.”
Again.
“Better.”
Again.
“Now don’t bring it down.”
He keeps the ball high.
“Turn.”
He pivots.
“Good.”
Noah raises both hands.
“My turn.”
I groan.
“No.”
Hannah looks toward him.
“What?”
“What am I doing wrong?”
“Plenty.”
The room explodes.
Noah presses one hand to his chest.
“That hurt.”
“You asked.”
“Start with the least emotionally damaging.”
Hannah considers him.
“Your closeouts.”
His smile disappears.
