“You did good, B. You always handle interviews well.” The change that came over him was instantaneous. His cheeks pinked and his broad chest puffed out as he gave me a heartbreakingly hopeful smile. “You really think so? All I do is spew soundbites Wolfy preps me with. And if I don’t know what to say, I usually just play dumb, which isn’t hard since, you know, I’m the dumb jock and all.” My vision went red, and when it cleared, I found I’d pinned him against the doorframe. “Don’t ever say that about yourself again,”
