A Favor for a Favor (All In, #2)

by Helena Hunting

For anyone who’s ever stayed in the shadows so someone else’s light could have a chance to shine.

Okay, so the boner-killer comment may have been unnecessary, but it’s midnight and I’m tired.

Yes, Joey’s last name is Smuck. The irony is hard to ignore.

“He’s more persistent than a case of crabs in a rent-by-the-hour motel,” Jules gripes.

It would’ve been nice if my brother had told me my neighbor was also his teammate.

I look up at her and then back down at the picture. “Shit. You’re Bowman’s baby sister?”

“I shouldn’t have to announce that I’m related to my famous fucking brother for people to be nice to me.”

“Shippy isn’t a morning person. Just ignore him.”

“Shippy?” “It’s his favorite nickname,” Nolan snickers.

“Sometimes we don’t see what’s right in front of us, though, do we?”

“Just to be clear, you don’t want me to beat the fuck out of this guy?”

“You’ve grown on me.” “Like fungus.” I chuckle quietly. “We’re quite the messed-up pair.” “Everyone has a demon or two, Stevie. You just gotta learn how to live with them and find other people who think all your good parts outweigh the bad.”

I ogle Bishop like he’s a chocolate triple-layer fudge cake during period week.

“How jealous of me is that stupid fuckwad right now?”

“I’m in love with her, you stupid fuck!” I shout.

“I want to be the olive to your pineapple.”