Chapter 88 Elizabeth

• “He knows how to incentivize me.” His gaze is warm.
• I take a deep breath. “And now I suppose I have to follow through with the bet. Mack didn’t quite manage to make me sign a contract, but it was as near as dammit. He told me he wouldn’t speak to me again if I didn’t hold up my end of the bargain.” I smile.
• He doesn’t return it, and studies me thoughtfully. He’s wearing jeans and Converses, and a blue polo shirt that I’m pretty sure I bought him for his birthday last year. He’s so incredibly gorgeous. And the way his biceps stretching the sleeves of his top makes me quiver. How come he’s even more sexy now than he was at nineteen? It makes all this so much more complicated.