Leo“What?”“You heard me, bro. Did you kiss Aveline or not?”Luca stood there with that annoyed look that didn’t belong on his face. My perfect golden-boy brother, usually all easy smiles, actually looked ready to swing. The little midget hadn’t explained shit to him, apparently.I shrugged off my jacket anyway. Every muscle burned from practice, and the last thing I wanted was this drama. But her slap kept replaying in my head like a broken fucking record; that tiny hand cracking across my cheek, those mismatched eyes flashing with fire hidden beneath her hair. No one ever pushed back at me like that except Luca. It was annoying. It was hot.“Bro.” Luca grabbed my arm, stopping me cold.I squinted at him until he let go and ruffled a hand through his hair, looking lost. “Sorry, I just… fuck, I don’t know what came over me,” he muttered.I smacked his arm, then shoved him toward the couch. “I’m exhausted, Luc. Big game tomorrow, remember? We’ll talk after. And for the record, I did
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