“You’ve never seen it?” Sophia’s eyes widen. “Oh my gosh! It has the classic enemies-to-lovers trope. It’s one of my favorites. Do you want me to make some microwave popcorn?”
“Yes!” Bristol’s eyes light up. “That sounds perfect.”
“I’m going to bail.” I would hang out if it was a movie I have any interest in watching. A chick flick is definitely not one of those movies.
“Are you sure? I can make room on the bed.” Bristol shifts over on the mattress, practically against the wall, leaving me half the bed to lie with her. “Come join me.”
Twelve
Ashton
Earlier that morning…
The morning light barely streams in, but Nova is awake. Her fingers glide across my skin, making my heart flutter and my cock stir.
“Morning,” she whispers, and her mouth is next to my ear, her breath sending shivers across my body in waves. I pull her above me, loving the feeling of her body nestled against mine.
“You’re up early.” I fight a yawn. “Why are we up early?” I ask. There’s no early morning practice. I’ll head to the gym later in the afternoon with the guys.
She straddles my waist, her fingers dance across my chest, but her eyes are on my skin.
I lift her chin, wanting to know what’s got her frazzled.
I know Nova well enough to see that she didn’t sleep well if she’s up at this hour. Something is troubling her.
“I’m worried about Harper.”
Harper.
That wasn’t exactly what I was expecting to hear from her lips.
Nova climbs off my body, lying beside me, her fingers on my arm. “She told me about the creepy guy at the grocery store.”
I exhale through my nose.
We made Liam swear not to tell Nova, but no one could keep Harper from saying anything.
“It’s Dante, isn’t it?” Nova asks.
Do I lie to Nova? Tell her it’s Dante, to protect her and Harper from a harsher truth?
“You know I can’t talk about the job.” I pull Nova against me, my arms wrapping around her body, and she drapes a leg over mine.
“Sometimes I hate that you work for him.”
“Dante?” I guess.
Nova nods.
It’s not a conversation that we’ve ever shared before.
“I didn’t know that,” I say, unsure how to feel. It’s not a surprise to her, I’ve been working for Dante for months, long before the two of us first hooked up.
“I just, I wish we could be something other than our parents.” Nova sighs and sits up in bed, pulling the covers around herself.
She’s naked, and while I’d rather see all of her, I’ll settle for a glimpse here and there.
I follow her motions, sitting up with her, grabbing a pillow and using it against the wall for support. “We’re not our parents. And even if we were, are Moreno and Paige so terrible?” I ask, wondering what she thinks of her family.