“Calling your brother to play a match with his rival-slash-your secret lover is a boss move,” Brooklyn whispered. “You have balls. I respect it. You deserve a feature story in Mode de Vie.” Carina giggled while I fought an exasperated sigh. “I don’t want a feature story in Mode de Vie or any other outlet. I just want to—” “Bone your man all the way to Sunday and back again?” Brooklyn tossed me a devilish grin. “Understandable.” “Totally understandable.” Carina leaned over me to give the American a high five. “You have a way with words, Brook.” “Thank you.” Brooklyn beamed. “I try.” I scowled.
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