“I think that’s enough,” I murmur as I bat my lashes. “She’s probably going to sneak in my house and murder me after this.” “I won’t let her. Plus, don’t you want Paisley to think you’re banging the hot football coach?” “Who said you were hot?” His eyes glitter at me. “You, Nova Morgan, may not like me, but you think I’m sexy. I know this.”
