Love Bet
“Really? Because from where I’m sitting, that was the closest thing to flirting I’ve ever seen you do.”
I scoffed. “That was not flirting.”
She leaned back, smirking. “Then what was it?”
“A battle,” I said simply. “And I intend to win.”
Leah laughed, shaking her head. “Soph, I love you, but you do realize you’re already playing his game, right?”
I met her gaze, steady. “I don’t play games.”
She held my stare for a long moment, then sighed. “I just don’t want you getting caught up in something you don’t want.”