Fair Catch (Leighton U, #3)

by C.E. Ricci

Homicide is illegal, and the only person who’d help me hide the body now lives in New Jersey.

“Holy shit, and here I thought you didn’t have a sense of humor at all.”

Going to this party as a sort-of chaperone is basically community service.

“It’s okay to admit you’d miss having me here, Hazey. The world wouldn’t end if you did.” “Call me that again, and I’ll make damn sure to embarrass the fuck out of you in front of this guy.”

“Because, despite our rocky start, you’re kinda growing on me.” Frowning, he adds, “Like a fungus or something.” I can’t help the sardonic laugh that slips from me. “Thanks, I think?”