Page 204 of On His Team

Mara points at us so violently that Mila has to lean out of the way.

“I knew it!”

Stanley whips toward her. “No, you did not.”

“I absolutely did.”

“You guessed.”

“No, I knew. I’ve just been waiting.”

I laugh, partly because they are ridiculous and partly because my heart is suddenly beating much faster than it was on the porch.

Lucy is already getting to her feet. “Gianna.” There is enough accusation in my name to make me laugh harder.

“Hi.”

She looks down at my hand inside Rowan’s, then up at me again. “You live with me.”

“I’m aware.”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“I was going to.”

“When?”

I glance around the room. “Approximately now.”

“That does not count.”

Before I can answer, everybody starts talking at once.

Blue asks Rowan something over the noise. Stanley is still arguing with Mara about who knew first. Melly has both hands clasped under her chin like she has been waiting months for this moment, while Aspen is laughing hard enough that she has to set her drink on the counter.

Rowan does not let go of my hand. He’s standing beside me with sushi bags hanging from one hand, taking the chaos like this is a normal Sunday at Hawthorne and not the first time we have walked into a room together without pretending we are nothing.

I look at Benson again. He’s still sitting there, watching the rest of us lose our minds.

I point at him. “And you.”

His brows lift. “What?”

“You are being suspiciously calm.”

That gets a smile out of him. “I have eyes, G.”

The room gets even louder.

I stare at him. “You knew?”

“I knew something.”

“How long?”

Benson shrugs. “A couple weeks.”

I immediately turn toward Rowan. He looks back at me with a small smile.