TAVIAN’S POV
"You’ve got to be kidding me." Briar's bright hazel eyes widen, her jaw practically dropping as she sees exactly why I didn’t want us going after the 200-point flag.
Her reaction is simply adorable—there's no other way to describe it. I fight the urge to chuckle, even though we don’t have much time left. But dammit, I want to so badly.
"You still want to win?" I ask, unable to resist teasing her.
She stares at the flag for a moment, second-guessing every decision she’s made up until now. Then, with unwavering determination, she looks back at me.
"Let’s climb."
Her usual cowardly self is now fully engulfed in the hunger to win, and I can’t help but enjoy every second of it because, truthfully, I haven’t had this much fun in ages.
It’s funny how badly I want this crazy wo
