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“You always let me choose the music,” I state. “I do.” “Why?” He rubs a hand over the back of his neck. “You get excited when you pick it. Your leg starts bouncing, and you smile.”
“I’ll be screaming your name in the stands,” I breathe. His grin is pure sin. “Go crazy, baby. It’ll be good practice for later. See you soon.”
“My body hurts, Ava. Don’t make me beg,”
These guys are complete idiots, but they’re my idiots.
“Yeah, that’s her. That’s my Ava.”