“Uh-huh,” she said. “You know how many times I’ve heard that line in the last few months? But you’re using it wrong. You’re supposed to predict that we’ll wake up together tomorrow morning.” Will grinned. “I don’t know about that. But the Jets will win this game.” “By four,” Victoria said. “That’s right.” “If that happens, then I’m all yours. You can take me home and do whatever you want with me.” Will’s eyes widened. “Huh.” “Don’t hold your breath,” Victoria
