I clear my throat and state, “So I hear you’re my date again.” He lifts his brows victoriously. “I hear the same…It’s funny because it would appear that even your family wants us to be dating.” I roll my eyes. “It’s not a date. It’s a setup.” He bites his lip and looks down at my jersey. “Whatever you say, DeWalt.” I frown at his bizarre reply and then Sloan grabs my arm to pull me down the hall.
