I shake my head. “No. This isn’t your problem. I can handle it.”
Piper studies me. Her eyes take a slow perusal up and down my body. She’s obvious in checking me out.
“Like what you see?”
Piper’s eyes snap to mine. “Look, Cash, I can help you.”
“I told you; you don’t have to.”
“What if there’s something in it for me?”
“What would that be?” I cross my arms, leaning back against the wall.
“It would make Duncan crazy jealous.”
“Why would you want to make Duncan jealous?”
“That player I dated?”
It hits me like a freight train. “You used to date the Douche?”
“You don’t have to sound so astounded.”
“I’m sorry, but now I’m beginning to question your judgment.”
“God, you sound like my brother.”
“I can’t believe he let you date him.”
“Excuse me.” Piper raises her voice, punching me in the shoulder. I barely feel it. “My brother doesn’t get a say in my dating life.”
“Maybe he should,” I mutter to myself.
“Excuse me.” There’s a fire lighting up her blue eyes now. “Noah doesn’tallowme to do anything. He has no say over me and the choices I make. So if I want to do something stupid like agree to this little…proposal, if you will, then I can.”
“I’m something stupid then?”
“Dating you? Yes, it might be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.”
“So does that mean you’re in or out? Because you’re giving me mixed signals.”
“Do you want my help or not? Because it sounds like Cassie is ready to kick you to the curb, Cash.”
“She doesn’t have that power.”
“If you’re a nightmare for the team, how much longer do you think it’ll be before you get traded? Really?”
Damn it. I hate that her words hold some truth. It won’t be long before Coach Barney decides I’m not worth it and will have me traded to Nashville.
No one wants to go to Nashville.
“You really want to help me?”
Piper nods, a smile spreading across her face.
Fuck me. She’s sweet. Almost too sweet to be doing this.
“Yes. I can help you and in return, it will help me stick it to Duncan.”
