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Is it possible that this rule is the reason he’s been so rude and reluctant to have me join—because it means we could never date?
“If you think I concocted some scheme just so I had an excuse to talk to you, then you’re the most egotistical person I’ve ever met,” I reply in a tone that’s more self-assured than I feel. “My grandma is the one who spotted you because she was so desperate for a photo. I was too busy fangirling over Kashvi’s d20 earrings to notice you.” Rather than look annoyed, he only leans back against the driver’s side door and surveys me. “Well, that’s too bad,” he replies. “Because I noticed you.”
“Today is an ice cream day.” “What? It’s forty-five degrees out.” “As if temperature has anything to do with it. Some days call for ice cream and this is one of them.”
“Well, we have to start somewhere. Let’s see if anything is sellable.” “To be fair, people can sell their own saliva.”
“That’s good,” Sloane continues, “because they particularly love listening to your characters bicker. And flirt.” The others look a bit uncomfortable at that news, but Logan only laughs. “I guess we’ll have to keep it up, then.”
“More guys staring at you. Not that I should be surprised when you look like you just walked out of their dreams.”
“Sometimes trouble can be good. I’ll take whatever trouble you want to give me.”
Smooth ass motherfucker.
“You’re addicting, Quinn. I talk to you for a minute, and it makes me want to talk for an hour. I touch you for a second…” He brings his other hand up so I’m perfectly positioned to kiss him. “And I’m going to want more.”
“Then I’d have pressed you against that door and kissed you until the sun went down and I was your only source of heat.”
“Quinn, we’ve got to beat them. No more Miss Nice Granddaughter. You need to smash that ball at your grandma as hard as you can.”
“Do you want to meet the calf that my mom is bottle-feeding?” His voice is a little unsure. “Do I want to meet an animal so small it needs to be fed with a bottle? Um, yeah. Very much so.”
“In the meantime, I’ll try to get used to watching you bite your lower lip without wishing it was me doing that instead.”
“But when we slip, we don’t break a hip,” Andrew says super helpfully. “You shut it with your rhyming, young man.”
“All we can do is live it.” She looks straight in my eyes, her expression almost stern. “Live your life, Quinn. Every minute of it. Don’t drift through it—live it.”
“Today feels like a good day for bad choices.”
