Business Casual (Lovelight, #4)

by B.K. Borison

Conversations with Nova usually feel like a battlefield where she’s armed with the infinity stones and I’m wearing a bunny suit.

“I’m asking if you’ll come home with me.” My face twists in confusion. “Sure, Nova. I can walk you home.” “No, you idiot. I want you to come home with me.” I stare at her blankly. “For snacks?”

I’m used to being a good time. A fun deviation from normal patterns and behaviors. But with Nova, I want to be a choice. Not a whim. Not a regret. So, yeah. I need her to ask me again.