Page 210 of Playing Dirty


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“It wasn’t meant to be.”

She slid off Luca’s lap slowly but stayed close enough that her knee remained between his legs.

No shame.

No hesitation.

Interesting.

Very interesting.

TESSA

Okay.

Now this was entertaining.

Because Luca never stayed in conversations this long unless he was interested.

And the basketball guy across the rooftop?

Yeah.

He looked one bad decision away from throwing someone off the building.

I leaned toward Luca slightly.

“She’s the problem, huh?”

“She’ssomeone’sproblem,” he replied.

Fair.

ROWAN

Tessa was impossible to ignore.

Not loud.

Worse.

Comfortable.

She leaned into Luca naturally like physical touch was just punctuation for her.

And Luca responded automatically.

Touching her thigh.

Adjusting her closer without thinking.

Easy.

Instinctive.

No overanalysis.

No tension.