Page 56 of Game Changer

“That a promise?”

If I’m extra pissy today, it’s because she’s not the sister I want to see.

Nova’s been dodging me the last three days.

Well, she can’t avoid me forever.

Jay’s attention is captured by something behind me.

I turn, expecting to see Chloe.

It’s not Chloe.

Nova’s on the other side of the lawn talking with Brooke.

Her hair falls in waves that brush her collarbone, which is exposed by the dress a few shades darker than her skin and ends mid-thigh.

“Wow, she looks hot,” Jay drawls. “You know she’d be here?”

She laughs on the other side of the lawn, and my abs clench.

“I figured, but we haven’t talked in a few days.”

“Since you were a prick at the game.”

I frown. “I wasn’t.”

“You were,” Jay says.

I saw her for a second after our first game, but I was in a bad mood.

My knee was giving me shit.

Then seeing her in another guy’s jersey, even my teammate’s, pissed me off more.

She’s not mine. Not my girl, not my problem.

“Good thing Clayton Wade doesn’t have time for dating.” Jay claps a hand on my shoulder. “Because it looks like you missed your chance.”

When I search Nova out with my eyes once more, Brooke’s gone. In her place is…

Miles.

I shove my drink at Jay’s chest. “Hold this.”

I cut through the crowd.

“Hey, Clay,” Miles says.

“Jay needs to talk to you.”

“Really?” Nova leans in. “Because Jayden looks just fine to me.”

I glance back to see him laughing with Atlas.Fuck. “Miles. Get out of here, or this piece of advice is the last assist I’m giving you for the entire season.”

He blinks, then heads toward the bar.

When I turn back, Nova’s arms are folded over her chest. “You can’t keep cutting in.”

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