The Bad Boy’s Bet
“Your loss, Kane. I don’t usually ask twice. Most girls would kill for an invitation like that.”
“Then go find one of them,” I replied quietly. “I’m sure there are plenty.”
He studied me for a long second, like he was trying to figure out if I was playing hard to get or genuinely uninterested. Finally, he shrugged with forced casualness. “Alright. But word of advice? Aiden doesn’t give up easily. And when he wants something, he usually gets it.”
With that, he pushed off the lockers and walked away, hands in his pockets, posture still radiating that untouchable confidence.
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