Page 395 of Ruthless Court

I sit back against the counter.

This might be the greatest breakfast of my life.

Twenty minutes later, there is an actual line.

An actual line.

Jalen stands behind Noah.

Two other guys have wandered in after hearing what’s happening.

Vale is sitting on the arm of the couch watching film on his phone.

Eli has the silent ball.

Everyone wants something.

“Hannah, what about my release?”

“Do I drift on corner threes?”

“Why do I keep getting beat backdoor?”

“Do you think my handle gets too high in transition?”

“Did you watch the Arizona game?”

“Hannah.”

“Coach Hannah.”

“Bookworm.”

I finally step between them.

“Enough.”

Six men look at me like I interrupted Christmas.

Hannah looks amused.

“What?”

I point around the room.

“You're lined up like this is Disney World and she’s the ride.”

Silence.

Noah’s eyebrows shoot up.

I hear my own sentence.

“That came out wrong.”

The entire room detonates.

Hannah covers her face.