“You’ll leave with us Friday afternoon,” I add. “Back Saturday after the game.”
She pushes her glasses up again, a gesture I’m starting to recognise as her buying time.
“I didn’t know that,” she admits.
“I thought that was the whole point of today.”
“I thought todaywasthe whole point.”
I almost smile at that.
“Well,” I say, “now you get the interesting bit.”
She lets out a slow breath, still processing.
“London,” she repeats.
“London.”
“With the team.”
“With the team.”
She looks at me again then, something new in her expression now. Something that wasn’t there an hour ago.
Chapter 10
Ava
Iknow this isa mistake the moment Chloe puts her coffee down and gives me her full attention.
That look means she has already decided I am not leaving this table without a full debrief.
“So,” she says. “Tell us about the football man.”
AJ immediately groans. “Can we not call him that?”
“What should I call him? The smoking hot football hero?”
“You could call him by his name.”
Chloe ignores him completely. “Is he nice or is he one of those men who thinks being famous counts as a personality?”
“He’s nice,” I say.
“Nice how?”
“Just… normal nice.”
Chloe squints at me. “That’s suspiciously vague.”
“I interviewed him. He answered questions. That was the assignment.”
“And?”
“And nothing.”
“You’re hiding something.”
