I Kissed My BestFriend’s Brother. Now What?
Bloody goddesstasting my hockey roommatemy bestfriend's brother shouldn't know how i taste
I had given myself out by mentioning Selena.
The table fell silent and Maverick smirked. “So you remembered.”
“I didn’t.”
“How did you know it was Selena who drugged you?”
“After the game, she was glaring daggers at me for speaking with Liam.”
“That’s not enough reason, Little Muse.”
“Little muse?” Ember repeated the nickname Maverick called me, a smile on her face. “And when I kept begging you to call me a nickname, you refused.”
My cheeks warmed up and in a matter of seconds, it was red like a cherry tomato.