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“What if we set up a new bet?”
Panic sizzles through me.What bet? What's she going to agree to?
I move into her line of sight, tempted to cover her mouth with my hand before she says something stupid and ends up losing to Asher. Shit, the guy's relentless.
“Intriguing.” He smirks, his eyebrows wiggling. “What do you have in mind?”
“I don’t know…” She shrugs and waves her hand at him. “I’ll play some one-on-one ball with you. If I win, Ethan's out of this stupid bet and the slate is clean.”
Asher chuckles, resting the basketball against his hip and leaning forward. “And if I win?”
She swallows and looks around. “I’ll, uh…” Her eyes light on the kitchen and she winces. “I'll play Cinderella for a month.”
“Cinderella?” Asher frowns.
“You know, do dishes, mow lawns, wash cars and shit.”
“What? No.” I shake my head, gaping at the large pile of dishes scattered over the counter.
So, we're not the cleanest.
“And our laundry,” Asher adds.
“Oooo. I like the sound of that,” Casey murmurs into his coffee mug.
“Fuck off, you guys,” I bark at them. “She's not doing that!”
“Deal.” She speaks over me, sticking out her hand for Asher to shake.
“You don't have to do this.” I try to intercept, but I'm too late.
Mikayla ducks around me, shaking Asher's hand before glancing up at me with a worried smile. “It’ll be fine.”
“Heads up.” Asher shoots the basketball at her, and she only just gets her hands up in time, fumbling the thing before gripping it to her stomach.
“Shit,” I mumble under my breath. “Don't do this, Mick. He’s going to demolish you on the court.”
“Too late, she already shook.”
I ignore Asher's taunting and throw her a desperate frown, scrambling for a way out of this. “I'll just follow through on my bet. You don't need to do this for me.”
“You're not walking around campus naked,” she snaps, hugging the ball like a teddy bear. “Look, I played a little basketball in high school.” She darts her eyes to Asher, who’s shooting her a gleeful grin. “It’ll be okay.”
She doesn't believe that.
Shit! What have I gotten her into?
Following her out to the entrance, I hover over her while she pulls fresh clothes out of her bag, and then I carry it up to my room. We quickly get dressed, Mikayla donning a pair of ass-hugging shorts that make my mouth water. They're gym shorts, but holy shit, that body of hers is tight. If I wasn't so distracted by her impending loss, I'd be tempted to take her all over again. But I don't make a move or say a word as she throws on a tank top and ties up her hair.
“Seriously, Mick, you don't have to?—”
“Would you stop saying that?” she cuts me off with a sharp frown. “I'm the one who made you break the rules. The least I can do is get you out of it.”
“You didn'tmakeme break anything. I chose to be with you because I wanted to. We needed last night.”
She throws me a grateful smile, her eyes glimmering with enough emotion to blow me right off my feet.
“I'll help you with everything—dishes, lawns, cleaning, laundry.” I guess it's another way of telling her I love her. “You don’t have to do this alone.”
